Setting: Adil's office, next to his distilling machine.
Steve: Adil, how did you end up “dead” at the bottom of that ventilation shaft, by the way? Sure, it was a nasty fall especially when unprepared, but hardly lethal?
Adil: Well, Steve… the last thing I remember was Zhang coming down. He must have crushed me. He is not particularly lightweight…

Steve: What? He killed you? I knew it, he cannot be trusted!
Adil: Chill, man! It was not intentional. And by the way, if it weren't for my avatar staying behind, we could still have been stuck there and have turned into vegetables.

Steve: Grm… actually you are right. That lucky accident did save us.
Adil: And my cafestol! I'd better start distilling more. By the way, you should get to know Zhang better. You'll see how wrong you are about him being a “spy.”
Steve: Well, I guess I should.