Magnus narrowed his eyes. What did the guy mean, he was stuck with him for a while. He was about to make a smart ass comment but then thought better of it. He was going to need some help and like it or not he wasn't going to turn down any sort of help, especially when the guy mentioned helping him with his wings. He was a bit confused when Ford mentioned money. He had never had a need for money in heaven. Obviously he had a great deal he was going to have to learn and fast.

Reluctantly he got up from the ground and immediately knew he had made a mistake. He had gotten up waaay too fast and now his head was spinning. "Whoa." He bent over and put his hands on his thighs trying to get his head to stop spinning. Finally he was able to see clearly again and he slowly pulled back up and cautiously started to make his way towards Ford. That guy was interesting, he didn't seem to care one way or another yet at the same time he was here and had offered to help him, begrudgingly as it was. Magnus couldn't put his finger on it, but the way the guy acted seemed almost familiar, which had to be crazy, right? He had to be imagining things, there wasn't any way he had ever seen him before. He couldn't shake the nagging feeling that he knew him somehow.

He made it over to the truck and without thinking, ran his fingers over the cold metal lightly. He had never touched anything quite like the truck and he was fascinated for a moment. Coming back to his senses he realized he must look ridiculous, petting a truck. "Umm thanks. If we're going to be stuck with each other for a bit I suppose it's best if we know each others names. I'm Magnus." He spoke quietly, not wanting to attract any more attention that he had done already with his landing.