Caspar can't help but smirk a little at that. No, he would most certainly not want a giant housefly vomiting on him. "I've heard that cockroaches could survive a nuclear winter, but nobody said anything about them evolving into giants."

More interesting to him is how synths are treated in Nick's world, and though he's unsurprised by the answer, it lights up a familiar sense of injustice within him all the same. "They should be scared," he says with a scowl, crossing his arms over his chest. "You give a being sentience and then treat it like shit, you're bound to get yours eventually."

It's a good thing Nick's world has already had its nuclear war. The humans on the surface as asking for it.

"Now that you're here, are you planning to go back? Is there anything worth it there for you?"