He just laughed and shrugged off the mocking comment in a way that seemed entirely good-natured; providing everything he recalled about his former life was true - and as yet he saw no reason to believe it wasn't despite what they'd been told - he knew himself to possess intelligence that statistically counted as genius-level, if one were to put much stock in standardised tests. Which he did, but he felt no need to enlighten her. "There's always a first time for everything, but hey, maybe you're right."

And he nodded; who really knew what they were heading towards, after all? Some of the Workers he'd spoken to hadn't seemed particularly keen on the Sleepers, and all of them had been both secretive and unforthcoming. Even if they hadn't been sent out into the wilderness to die, there was always the possibility that whatever waited for them would be even less savoury than what they were experiences right now. Still; he was a man well-accustomed to going by an alias, and if he were to die without a single person here knowing his real name, it would make little difference to him.

"I guess we'll just have to hope it won't come to that, hmm?" and his lips once again curled in a smile.