The kid nods thoughtfully. Of the two trolls he's met, he has the impression that once they've given you their loyalty, they're loyal until death. Or, post-death. Again.

Or something.

"Your anatomy has changed, obviously," Autor says. "Interesting. So, you fly for a living? Are you a pilot, then, or is there some other technology you work with?"

He doesn't know when Shephard is from, come to think of it.