[There's a moment where he's not sure, he's not sure if he should just trust a guy he'd met on the street who'd been following him. But on the other side of the coin, it wouldn't hurt to, and that feeling of hope rises up in his chest without warning. Not exactly what he was expecting out of this trip to Sumeru, so he sighs in resignation and nods.]

Yeah. Why don't we move this conversation somewhere else- this scenery doesn't exactly do for a walk though a troubled mind.

[They are out in the middle of the Grand Bazaar, and he doesn't exactly enjoy the idea of spilling his guts over his own dreams and strange deja vu instances he's had from time to time.]

If you've got the time, we can head up to one of the taverns, or cafes up there. I've got a feeling I'm going to need a drink or two.