...'s -- somethin' about my world. You die in the Neath, the surface rejects you; sunlight'll kill you in a flash. Or so I've heard from the people who witness it.

I'm not exactly excited to find out if sunlight will kill me or not. I haven't seen it in years, it'd burn something awful.

[They take a long drink, trying not to look too grateful, but -- yeah, Alexis needed that.]