What the fuck's aloha mean, he wants to know, but doesn't ask; he can do that later. For now he just makes nice: nods, waves, and can't believe how friggin' lucky it is that these locals from another planet mostly speak the same language as him.

Come to think of it, everyone he's met at the end of the universe speaks the same language as him: ain't that handy. Right now it sure ain't something he's gonna question none too hard.

"You were right. They're friendly." Least he can do is be a little friendly back, he figures.

"Nice place you got here."

That oughtta do.