"Very good, best to focus on the positive, I like your attitude! Fork or chopsticks?"

Cayde holds up the utensils in each hand. "I know the situation's not ideal, particularly the being brought here without being asked first and not having a way to get back, but the problem and the poor displaced aliens are real. But hey! Traveling between realms? That sounds fun. I loved hopping around different planets an' stuff before I got saddled with a glorified desk job but hey." He shrugs. "So what all kind of work you do?"