Saint had never heard of a Skeksis or the planet of Thra, but he listened with keen interest just the same. He could understand complicated - considering his own history and the world that he came from. The odd fellow (was that a nail in his head?) seemed friendly enough. The mention of his own world surprised him and he nodded.

"Yes, it is." He said in agreement with a wry chuckle. "Heh, if it is any consolation - Guardians do not have a spotless past either. What matters is how we have grown into what we are today." He rapped his knuckles slightly on the table for emphasis. After a couple moments of thought, the Titan gestured at the chair across from him. "Come and sit, friend. What is your name?"