"It is," he confirms. "They're trying to find ways that it isn't, but there's forces at work attempting to keep the status quo on fossil fuels." Numerous ones are assisted by demons. Not all of them in his legions, either, so it's quite a pain in the ass.

He hums to himself in thought. "Complex. For every good thing, there is a terrible thing. But there are beautiful sunsets, though they're because of pollution. There are lovely libraries, but books are burned regularly by extremists. There are lakes and rivers and beaches, but the risk of pollution is great. Don't mistake what I'm saying - I am very fond of Earth. And I always will be. But it could be so much more if people would simply get things together for once." He finishes his rant with a noise that's between a sigh and grumble.

"I do! I do like it here so far." He's being truthful. He's having fun so far. "Interesting! I think that you're right. How much older is another thing entirely... It can be hard to tell, the age of things." It'd be tacky for him to wink. He will not wink. He resists winking.