Huh. Don't think it's that common, but you're not the only one who's gone around different worlds.

[He wonders if there's some sort of prerequisite set for that and taken into account when -- whoever it is -- makes decisions on who to haul here. Well, Cain doesn't fall into that category.]

It's Cain. The chip can do a lot of shit, by the way. [A hand reaches up to tap that scar as indication.] Buy stuff, text people, browse online, watch videos... It's connected to our brains somehow. Kinda freaky. Wonder if we'll ever be able to take it out. You know about this thing yet, too?

[The hand drops to his chest and pats the area over his chest, meaning the strange blue light and all its side effects.]