"Of fucking course. Not enough that I'm a criminal in my own universe, I have to go break some interdimensional laws too."

Rich glares back at the two beings, partly due to the harsh light, but mostly because he's pissed off. To be snatched out of nowhere and dumped here to be interrogated doesn't seem particularly friendly, but he holds his tongue.

"I'll do an interview, but no promises I'll answer the way you want me too. Always been bad at pop quizzes." If he complies, then this'll go faster, and he'll get out of here, back to the people he's worried about.