[ Rambling is what Tosh does when she's unsure of herself -- it's something people get used to, after they've known her long enough. Ask about physics or computers and she'll sound like a textbook, but talk about people and unfamiliar situations and things she isn't sure she understands, and it's all fits and starts and sudden bursts of words. ]

Well, then I really am sorry. But at least you haven't any alien bugs nesting in you? [ That really is meant to be comforting. ]

I guess I've been afraid that my experiences with aliens might color how I treat people here. Maybe I've been erring too much on the side of accepting things at face value. Where I come from it's just a little easier to know who's on your side and who's not. Usually because the ones who aren't are trying to kill you. I always go armed, if that, um. Makes you feel any better?