[Of course Eley follows as he starts to head off. So he was an outsider of sorts too? Interesting... he had obviously adapted to some extent here. He watches the bird as it flutters onto his shoulder, still wondering about it, but still thinking of it as nothing more than a pet. After all, this stranger didn't seem to care much for it being on his shoulder.

His question leads Eley to think over his situation again. Something in particular catches his attention.]

Space traffic? There is nobody on Aether who can travel the stars. In fact, my people believe that to be the fate of their continent when the end of days arrives. [He shakes his head.] I made no attempt at travelling that far. Yet... I did not walk from elsewhere either. I simply awoke to this strange environment.