No more than you do, I suppose.

[ he is not exactly one of the locals. ]

Though... I do seem to recall overhearing conversations, certain words which sounded like names. [ he considers reflecting back upon them. the thing was that it was difficult at times to catch meaning within this place. one was inclined to even tune out at times, with words sounding like raucous cacophony or rumors that would lead one down a path of nothingness. ] -- ah, no, it is all too fragmentary.

[ he shakes his head. ]

I shall speak further with those I encounter and judge what I hear, as it seems likely there will be different versions of the truth in such a place. Once I assess, come night, if there is night or day here, then I may better ascertain this... place.

[ ... she is looking at him quite steadily. is that admiration of his finery, or something different? aside from the giant albatross sprouting from his hind quarters -- it is splendid, but perhaps his clothing simply lends to a foreign appearance, as she looks... different, as well, despite having some features in common with certain Servants.

well, there is no harm in looking, he supposes. might this other pose some threat, though? the wariness ran twofold. ]

I am not from here, suffice it to say.