[Those words sound so much like something Huey would've said. Firo frowns at the memory of the last time he saw that man, trying not to think about stabbing him in the neck and then the unpleasant business that followed.]

When you say stuff like that, you sound like some asshole I know from back home.

...Anyway, if you don't even know what you'll find out, it doesn't seem like it'd be worth it. You could just dive in without risking your neck to find out the information first.

[Firo's not entirely anti-yolo, just skeptical of the value of yoloing for information. He's somehow survived this long in life and thinks that that gives him a right to talk.]