[After a moment, Jadewing nods a bit, accepting that. The suspicion doesn't quite leave, though. His standard for things being 'good' is unfortunately set rather low, so this still feels strange to him.]

Out of curiosity, does anybody know how all this happened? The chaos energy, I mean. Any idea where it's coming from?

And hmph... not sure what work I could do that'd be actually useful. Comes right down to it, if it doesn't involve shooting things or mild to moderate maintenance work, I don't have that many marketable skills.

[It was the same problem he'd had before; the freedom to do whatever he wanted, but no idea what that even was.

For now though, he just nodded.]

Yeah. If nothing else, I can clean up the mess I made. Besides, even if you don't want anything, I don't like feeling like I owe people.