I'm not about to do a damn thing she says. There's no incentive, so why should I?

(watches her struggle with the idea, accustomed to the skepticism. it's healthy and warranted.)

That means no one's in my way. (for now, at least, and that's saying something — back home it was everyone, hunted to the ends of the planet for his skills and the wars he both finished and started.) Doubt the opposite will be the case, since I have no intentions of helping you people out.

(unless, y'know, you give him a bunch of magical fruit. then he might talk business later.)