[He listens, humming briefly at the mention of the creeper, but otherwise he's silent. Once Wander's finished, he waves his hand in a kind of so-so gesture.]

Out there, I help a man get where he needs to go. My job is to make sure they alive when they come back the other side. Here? [He smiles humourlessly.] Here I relax, comprendes? [On cue, he takes another long sip of his drink.] Somebody needs help around here, they going to have to whine to some other poor bastard.