"Well, I would imagine that starvation and desperation made you a little less pompous for one. You and I worked together on things like you are working on right now. Like your book there."
Thundercrack and fizzling lightning saw Higgs teleport from the sofa onto it's arm, straddling it with one leg, the other with it's knee clasped in his arms. The golden skull mask was gone, he looked distant, staring at a point in space. Black tears of tar ran down his face.
"You figured out how we could travel before..." Higgs falls silent. "Well, I can't tell you any more."