Andy listened to the life-events of what was apparently a Laizu, he had never heard about those, but it was interesting to hear nonetheless. The easy way out would be to assume a mental illness, asylums had seen their share of people thinking they were Napoleon, Jesus, a dog, but a delusion would not explain extra-ordinary healing or glowing eyes. And he had definitely witnessed that. Plus, even Napoleon, Jesus and the dog knew what french fries were. 

It didn't happen every day he met a lord from another dimension, trapped in a mortal form too. It was intruiging.

"You know what?" he said. "I'm going to assume everything you said to me is true, because honestly, I have no way of verifying that, but I know you're not human. Science, or at least a group of scientists, assume there are multiple dimensions but we have no ways of proving that so it remained a debated theory. So... I wouldn't count on humans to help you get home." 

He pulled over and parked the car, it would be easier to talk to the Laizu that way. "First things first though," he continued, "you will need to learn the limits of your prison. You ate, because your body needs nutrients to function. Your body will need sleep as well, I don't know if that is a thing in ehm... Chaazim, but you will need to find a place to sleep where your body won't get cold. Because that is another thing, getting too cold kills us and it can get chilly during the night. And if you want to get anywhere in this world you will need money."