Nny. Interesting name. "Pleased to meet you, Nny. I'm John," he added, rather unnecessarily. "Caretaker? What's that involve?" So far as he could remember, he'd never actually had a real job--he drifted, when he wasn't...doing his thing...and everything else more or less took care of itself. Granted, his memory was not a complete thing, either--he didn't know how old he was, nor really what he'd been like before he started playing his games.