It doesn't do you any good. People who are like that I don't bother with either. The salaryman who's sponsoring my vision sucks up to me but I don't care. I'm just using him for his money and his cult of followers. Not that I really care about money, but it buys sushi and my allies like that.

[ Like most of his words, the low thrum in his tone is constant. It does soften, if you can call it that, at the last sentence, the extra pep in energy obviously noticeable when his baseline is so even and deep. ]

So yeah, if you were like that I'd have not bothered to show up in the first place. But what does getting along even mean to you anyway? Me not killing you?