"I'm not even particularly fond of me here, I doubt any Earth would show me something I want to see." Hartley wasn't sure what to really make of this at all. "If he's happy, I'd envy that, if he isn't, I'd have more proof of being a fuck up and I'm quite done on that front." Hartley arched his eyebrows, mostly glad that the mask still obscured him and his eyes for the most part. Wishing it would also hid the rest of his face, because the last thing he needed to do was blush. "Of your eyeliner game? Not really. Not my style, I need more colour with my skin tone."