[Rhys keeps an eye on the other man, polite and careful, but there's only so much he can do on the topic of confrontation, so he's just going to settle for being watchful. And, if possible, making allies, or at least picking out the threats before his neck is in a noose.]

Seems like there's a few of us, yeah. And, I have no idea what you know, at least. But I know this is the Fog God's place.

[He frowns, not looking exactly comfortable with that.]

Which has to do with whatever we're becoming and why we were brought here, so I thought it might be a good place to get some answers.