Even if it's the extremely simplified version, Gordin's still just happy to be upright and unlectured or any such thing. Damn, Lightning's taking his awkward prodding with grace.

"An entire world? Gods, that's...That's unfair if you're doing it alone. I definitely don't blame you for being unhappy about being here when you have that much responsibility on your shoulders!"

Does time pass while they're here? He hasn't had time to even think about that, and he doesn't really want to. No, there's no point in thinking about how he could arrive home to dead parents and much, much worse; he just grimaces apologetically and tugs at a stray lock of hair to keep his hands busy.

"I'm really sorry that I asked that, by the way-- Er, that is...I know that's not the easiest question to answer, and it was impolite of me to ask something like that of you, so your answer means a lot to me. Instead of clocking me, because if I were you and someone asked me that, I'd be rather angry with them."

Cue nervous laughter here. He's so terribly, terribly bad at socialising.