If we get lucky, maybe a bunch of 'em will pull a Heaven's Gate or some shit. [ There's a very small hiccup, then she realizes she needs to clarify. ] Oh. Back home, there was this famous cult, like when I was a baby. There's this comet, comes 'round every couple thousand years? Anyway, these psychos believed there was an alien spaceship behind the comet, and they could get on it and become gods, kinda. So they all killed themselves, drank poison to "get on the spaceship". The whole thing was so stupid that they literally stopped makin' the shoes they were all wearin' when they offed themselves. That stupid fuckin' rock ain't nothin' but a comet with no spaceship behind it. The sooner all these weirdos drink their poison, the sooner everyone else can move the hell on.

[ It's big talk from someone who is, for all practical purposes, also in a cult. Hers doesn't require mass suicide, though, so it's fine. Totally fine.

She arches her eyebrow and laughs a little. ] Shit, that's what hundred year-old people look like where you're from? I gotta move worlds.