[ Now that is pretty surprising. Here they were thinking the leaders of these factions would be far, far away untouchable authorities. But they're open to talking to all of them? What does that mean? It's so ambiguous, that they can understand why being asked to choose a side, while simply wanting to get something important back, would frustrate a person the way it seems to frustrate him. ]

I see... [ sort of. Sort of, ] Um, thank you for answering my questions...

[ Nervous and slightly awkward as their overall Vibes are, their words do seem genuine, and are even accompanied by a polite nod of their head. They really are grateful - this guy has given them a lot to think about. It's just, they're starting to feel like a burden, floundering about and not having a grasp on what's going on. Their shoe scuffs a bit on the stone of the floor beneath them, their eyes turning to the manor that's not far from the courtyard they've all gathered in. ]

I feel a bit better, now. That everything doesn't have to be decided suddenly. [ It was a comfort alone to know that others are unsure, they mean. As intimidated as they were about talking to a stranger, they're grateful enough for his help that they're able to overcome their fear of sounding weird while trying to communicate that gratitude. ] Except where to live. I think... I was thinking I would try living here, for now. It seems easier to adjust to.

[ That doesn't mean it's better, but... Springstar is a little overwhelming. The night suits them just fine, anyhow. Inwardly, they're hoping this person, who seems so even-tempered and helpful, will also be around, but they're way too shy to ask outright. ]