Oh, she defied gravity. Yes, that sounded easy enough. Or she was also one of those crazy people, which she could be while flying up to his brand new window that was now broken. The latch was broken, at least. Which wasn't going to be that much of an issue considering people couldn't fly. "Okay. Whatever drug it is you're on, be sure to share it with me." And that wasn't entirely a joke.
"No, I tend to stay grounded on the planet that actually has life. Sorry so very much for not considering space men in the equation when you flat out said 'race,' which typically refers to humans when on Earth." Mason really wasn't sure what was wrong with this woman in the head. Maybe she knew George's delusional ex-boyfriend or something. Actually, that would almost make sense. That guy was convinced he could see gravelings, and while he didn't think it was quite as impossible as Rube did, he did think that was pretty damn unlikely.
This Kara woman, she did look pissed, but the fact that she looked that way wasn't about to make Mason move back when she moved closer. Instead he just stood his ground, but still looking more confused by her than anything else. "Why would I lie about who I am? Okay, bad question. The whole fucking genocide thing. Well, I can say honestly, I didn't kill your people and my name is Mason, not whoever it is you're looking for."