[He's absolutely CERTAIN there were people out there who idolized all kinds of whackos and would absolutely name their kids after some kind of global terrorist!

But it did put things in perspective a bit, now that he thought about it. He knows he'd never do horrible things for entertainment, therefore there had to be a whole lot of exaggeration in those stories if it was some other him.

Unless the Mirrorverse is real and there's Evil Hims out there! He was going to have to keep an eye out for goatees. If reality was as cliched as mirror universes it would likely follow all other cliches too.]

..Oh. Good. .. I.. I know he's, I mean if he did, if he kept ..keeps, doing that to people, then it's really bad but I still don't want him to die, you know?

[How to put it in a way that doesn't sound like childish stumbling around? He doesn't like the way his voice doesn't want to be nice and steady and calm, instead wavering between octaves awkwardly. He clears his throat and kicks briefly at a bit of sand before setting to try to pat off more of his dust with a bit more determination.]

You can put it in the box if you want. It's not like it has anything else in it now.

[Not even a LITTLE worm.]