It wasn't. [ Wasn't, as far as he could remember. His focus shifts as he thinks back on that - hearing about another Red once, but it not meaning much. Everything about it was fine, except for the odd occasion, though... ]

But it's weird meeting people like you. Or their friends - some stuff's happened because of that. [ He shrugs. It's not something he should be calling back on. A situation apologised for. ]

I've heard some weird things about people too, but- I don't really ask a lot about our worlds.