"No, because my problems aren't that interesting," Avram said, heading down the room toward the fireplace, wondering if ZenithCorp had sprung for genuine antique Spanish weapons or just bought some replicas. The usual answer with Them seemed to be genuine, of course but that was an ignominious end for a real antique to come to. Set decoration in a vacation house for test subjects. "Nobody ever thinks I'm a liar but they usually get that look on their faces like, 'I wish you'd change the subject.' But you can try me if you want, I tend to find any amount of human suffering to be extremely fucking believable on account of how the world is basically a giant Disappointment Factory."