Another on the list of probably somewhere else, then. The thought occurs to him that it would be easy for someone to lie, to be from his world and say otherwise, once the general pattern became obvious. But they wouldn't have a reason to do that, would they? Especially if they didn't already know where he was from.

So he dismisses it. A healthy amount of paranoia has been largely responsible for keeping him alive at home, but judging when it's helpful and when it isn't is still important.

"Yeah," he says. "Normal, boring human. Though maybe not normal compared to all the other worlds since I've had a few people comment on my height."

He shrugs. It's weird to him that they're all so small; that he's the only one here he knows of who could touch the ceiling with the top of his head if he stood on his toes.

Human, though, through and through.