How amazing would it be if he came to an apostate's door. Id love to rip him up. As a born in I rarely liked the converts. They loved to tell me how they got to have sex and drink, while telling me to never do it.
I remember one "convert" was always telling stories about sex, women, fast motorbikes and wild holidays. Then he'd end his narrative with something like "but of course, that was all in the past", with a sorry tone like he missed that life.
Not many born-ins liked him (i.e. jealous).