"Not your Universe?" Just between you and me. The saying made Jalil want to smirk, but he managed to hold it back (what a surprise). It was just ironic, because he wouldn't share a secret with a perfectly new stranger, but he'd said it anyway. He seemed friendly enough, anyway. "Well, Mister Jones, you seem very willing to accept the fact that you might be living someplace not your Universe." He lifted his cup again to take another little sip of the soda.
He was halfway right about the handshake - Jalil wouldn't have wanted to shake his hand without the gloves. With them on? He didn't mind so much. "In fact, everyone in this town seems to be a little too comfortable with the idea that there isn't any backdoor out of here."