[Guzma clicks his tongue, pointing a fingergun in Somnus' direction.]

Bingo. Been there at least maybe two...three years? Thought I was being sent back home, s'what I expected, and been told, but...here I am. Same sorta trash, different sorta place. Only new thing is this place has actual tech. Like...above digging through the mud for food, tech.

[It wasn't that bad, but the living conditions certainly were that of a very hunter-gatherer society, more or less.]