He cocks his head to the side as he considers that, mulling it over in his mind before he lets his hand drop back to the bar top, fingertips drumming softly against the wood.

"What makes you so sure it would be a loss and not a gain? Why would you be losing pieces of you, and not just adding new ones? Sure, they'd be different than the pieces you would have added if you'd stayed back home in your world, but that doesn't mean you stop being that person. It doesn't make you any less you."