"Some times he looks at me with this intensity, like he's scrutinizing me," said Bert.

"Kinda weird," said Paul. "Why'd 'e do that?"

"Cause I'm a clone of his Schikelpotamus," Bert explained the situation with him, Kurt and Randy.

Paul gave a whistle. "Well, that's a hell of a story..."

Bert nodded, "Yes, I suppose that's why very little surprises me at this point,"

"I guess it wouldn't," said Paul with a smile. "You ever been out in space?"

Bert shook his head, "No, but Randy offered to take me to the planet next time he goes,"

"It's a nice place," Paul replied. "Done a lotta my training there."

"I hear from the rest of the family that it's nice," said Bert, "I can't wait to see it,"

"I'm sure you'll like it. 'S where my grandfather was born. He came down with the original ship like Randy, but he wasn't part of the crew," said Paul.

"Oh? Were you born here?" Bert asked.

Paul nodded. "Yup. Grew up near the swamp."

"So you have any family?" Bert asked.

"Sure do," Paul answered. "My mother, both my grandfathers, my great-grandfather, two older siblings and six younger ones, an' a whole mess a' cousins and nephews and aunts and uncles. Only a few of 'em live on Earth, though. There's Pauls scattered all around this galaxy."

Bert nodded, "I...I have my adopted family, and I think the Krauses count," he said, "But I'm not really sure,"

Paul gave him a grunt of acknowledgement as he worked on another drink. "Yer happy, though?"