"Oh, duh. Of course they'd do that. Usually if I was talking nonsense, or they thought I was, anyways. I wasn't going to do anything to them, could barely move with how toasted I was, but that didn't stop 'em." Rich pulls a face, but he... feels a little relieved too. It's nice to joke about this stuff without someone looking pitying or horrified.

He beams and follows up the handshake with a pair of fingerguns.

"Pleasure's all mine. Nice to know I'm not the only psychopath here, I guess."