Orpheus nods along. "Right," he says. "I just think it will be deeper-buried, and much more complicated, because the Pthumerians here aren't children trying to make sense of the world, and there are so many of them, and they sometimes seem to work at odds to each other?"

Or at least that's his assumption. Orpheus may be reading more hostility into certain relationships than another person might, given his own experiences with the divine side of his family. Gods fight. Families fight. It's normal.

"But I'm sure we can work it out! I'm - mostly still trying to pick up the pieces of what happened in Deerington, but if I learn anything that I think you might find interesting I can tell you!"

The offer is entirely open, because why wouldn't it be? He's a fellow Sleeper and by Orpheus's estimation at least a friendly acquaintance, and sharing information is good for everybody, right? That said, his Omni buzzes in his pocket, and he pauses to fish it out, glancing at the flat side.

"Oh, um. It's later than I thought it was? Maybe I should get going soon. But - my name is Orpheus! It was nice meeting you."