"Aw really? That's lame," he mumbles with a sigh, arching a brow slowly before hedging, "Maybe someone could like, train a baby one? Anyways," he shrugs it off.

"Okay is the Qun a person or a religion? What's Tal-Vashoth mean? Because if it means 'big horned asshole' I think I'll need something else to use. You know. In the vernacular or whatever," Mac rambles good-naturedly, accepting everything without much fuss. Life is ever so strange for Guardians already; accepting more strangeness is hardly complicated.

If anything it's all the best news he's had since rising.

"I wonder why I ended up here though. If there is a why, and it wasn't just some kind of happy accident. I don't mind one way or another, but I'm not terribly prone to avoiding Destiny. Guardians that do that...well. It never ends up very good for anyone."