A low smirk from John appeared. "Now now. I never said it was working for me. Plenty in the world think I'm just the biggest prick." He laughed softly. Honestly, John didn't find purpose in grilling her about the finer details on her world, because well, not like he knew anyone from there. The inquisitive side of him was curious, but details would come out naturally.
Taking the bottle he had been drinking from, he pour more into his glass. Yes, the goal was to achieve a state of 'fuck it' and go back to his room to pass out. "Oh, there is a very simple explanation," John said matter of fact before swapping the bottle for the glass on the bar.
"Where I'm from, I'm dead." At least, he was ninety-nine percent sure he was. John at that point knew what he was doing, and with Legacy rampaging his body and using his abilities unchecked like he was, it was absolutely a death sentence.