[ That hand is totally cold. And Ashraf? Totally doesn't mind. He's too busy gesturing with the other, trying to work out what he's trying to say. ]

It's... we're all together, right? In this, I mean. It doesn't matter what world we're from, because we're here, and we have a chance to work together on this world. The things we can do! [ He pauses, wonders suddenly if he's making any sense, and glances searchingly over. ] Right?