[ No matter how sensible or advantageous it might be, Dimitri would much rather sever any relationship with the Captain. Specifically, the relationship between his head and the rest of his body. But that's not helpful, so he bites his tongue and says instead, ] It would seem so, for the time being. If you want to know more, look for a man called Skulduggery Pleasant -- you can't miss him, he's a skeleton. Animate. Or a young woman, Darcy LeJeune; around my age, but shorter, [ Dimitri gestures indicating Darcy's height compared to himself, ] light skin, short, dark hair. They've told me what I know about the situation ... though if you've met them already, my describing them is a bit pointless.

[ ... wow, Dimitri understood absolutely none of that impromptu philosophy lesson. He sure hopes he's himself. Things would be much more complicated if he wasn't. And then some other poor bastard would be him, and he wouldn't wish that on anyone. Somehow he has even less of an idea what a clone is than before.

He shakes his head before he can go too cross-eyed thinking about it. ] Rhodes Island? Is that on Earth?

[ He did say something about advice earlier, but now he's too embarrassed to follow through. ]