[ He was silent for a moment. just listening. At least, before sighing and slumping further along the dome, until he was completely lying down on the ground, arms still behind his head. ]
Alright, here's a question for you. I'm just some punk you met on the streets. Why are you trying to help me anyway? What if you do the same thing to someone else, and they end up taking advantage of you or some shit like that?