[Lahabrea. Ahhhh, yes, now he remembered where he had heard that name from. There was an almost laugh at that, someone still tied to those he existed for so long with. It wasn't someone unfettered by them, someone random. No.

No.

His gloved fingers rested against his forehead as he bowed his head. How much did he know about how happened to his father? Not much, he imagined, being sundered like the rest of them. Pity.]

Only him, then. Hm, I was hoping for some positive news, but I suppose that was too much to wish for.

[He huffed, dropping his hand and his shoulders, a practiced motion.]

Does this place often make you see those that are not truly here?