[He squints a little, thinking it over. He's not above canned meat, god knows he's had his fair share of spamwiches, but canned something?

He's between a rock and a hard can. It's a tough call.

He relaxes a little at the explanation, even if he doesn't seem fully convinced.]

It's kinda like heaven and hell- completely different landscape, but the rules ain't all that different. At least from what I can see. Memory loss, people coming and going, no way to get home.

[And then he pauses, something a frown on his face.]

Let me ask you something- anybody ever die here?