Maine nods; he's never experienced anything like the sky going out. Privately, he's grateful he didn't show up in the midst of it. What a chaotic arrival to a bizarre world that would've been.
"World needs help," he says. Then he cocks his head to the side. "Plan to?"
no subject
"World needs help," he says. Then he cocks his head to the side. "Plan to?"
Help out, he means.