[That's actually kind of a refreshingly exuberant reaction to something that usually gets a skeptical eyebrow raise or a tired nod of yeah, same here. It actually straightens Tim's weary slump somewhat.]

[Well, hell. Now he's rattled him.]

War, technically. I got...interdimensionally conscripted, I guess. Only the guy in charge wasn't real good at picking good soldiers, or he wouldn't have bothered grabbing me.