Ah, but that's where it is, isn't it? I assure you, the resemblance isn't accidental.

[Nothing wrong with being a little cryptic.

He shrugs a shoulder at the question.]

Same one who's brought everyone here. The 'Fog God.' She doesn't often leave people in my backyard, though. Who knows if there was any sort of reasoning?

[Other than 'she wants playthings,' but that's the usual thing.]

You just come in, then? And here I'd thought someone had a death wish.