[...Yeah, okay. Five had to speculate that the man who he'd encountered almost certainly now was...he looked around for any sharp rocks. Any particularly hard-looking rocks. That would explain the bullshit that his mind was having to parse through.]

...It's sunlight out.

[Five dryly pointed out, his arms crossed.]

And I'm not sure what I'm supposed to be learning here, but yeah, okay. We'll...whatever you just said. I'll take that as you not knowing anything about here, either. Is that correct?

[You sad, strange little man.]

And my name is Five. Nothing else. [But he supposed he could be considered a 'friend' for now. Out of pity and no one else being around, at the very least.]