"I think it wanted to see me do it," he offers, lifting one shoulder in a partial shrug. "Ascend. I've done it before in, um - back home." Which is always an awkward thing to clarify if it happens to be a new concept to anyone, that footnote of oh by the way, I've died like a lot, but it's certainly relevant here.

"It likes - experimenting with us." His mouth twists with distaste. "Putting us in dire situations to see what we do. I don't think - well, if it wanted to really kill you, it - "

He makes an abortive gesture with one hand in the absence of wanting to verbally complete that sentence. It's not exactly moving in a comforting direction.