I most certainly must not do anything. If these people brought me here, and I don't believe for a second that it wasn't intentional, they can bloody well -

[ Do what? Send him back? He's not actually obscenely rich in his world anymore, as much as he likes to pretend otherwise. Is some hand-holding for money really that much worse than going back to living in a fish cannery?

...It's a toss-up, honestly. ]

- right, you know what? Fine. I'll play along. Give me your hand.

[ He holds out his own, impatiently. ]