Right, you are. I'd like to say I know everyone part of the Order, but -- [ He holds his hand up in surrender. ] -- that's the problem with sects. They branch and do whatever they like.

[ But he wonders if any of them are as self-aware as he is. He doubts it; he has the joy and pain of being an ordinary person. One of the main points of any cult is to expand one's congregation, but that's never been his desire. Well, that's not completely true; he could always use some more people to siphon money from, but he didn't need more lunatics under her control. ]

Yes, a few acquaintances here and there.

[ He flicks his wrist side to side. ] I'm a friend to all and none. After all, you heard it, didn't you? We're competing with these people to figure out if our world is worth saving. [ Wagging his index finger in the air, he presses on: ] So be your lovely self, but don't be too friendly.

That's my advice, anyway.