[the feeling that flickers through scien's oddly processed emotions isn't surprise, but a sense of understanding. of course this happens everywhere. but he looks over her and thinks to himself that's a waste]

... then of course you don't go back.

If that's the case, then I can't say that where Dahut and I are from is without its own problems. But at the very least, as long as you keep a good head on your shoulders, I doubt you'll die.