"This'd be the third time," he admits a little ruefully. Ascension isn't really a thing here and he has to remember that, even if he has his suspicions that the Rift more or less facilitated the whole thing, whether on his behalf or for the sake of its own observation. He'd been more selective about who he discussed it with before but, well, there's hardly any point to secrecy now that the cat's very much out of the extraplanar bag.

"Back home I, uh, I kinda had this habit of - dying, really. Kinda frequently." His projection shrugs, resigned. "It's how I knew how to Ascend even though humans haven't advanced that far. Some of that leftover knowledge from the last two times, it was still there, subconsciously. I just had to access it and, well." The rest went right ahead and happened.