[He sits back, folding his elbows over his knees, still looking up.]

I'm Cole.

[And you're dangerous. He can't tell how just yet, but he can feel the danger underneath, like a wind howling through a deep cave. He knows the man can feel it too — it's why he answers so slowly, listens to his heartbeat, breathes calm into himself.

Dangerous things are not all bad — especially when they know they are.

He looks down again after a pause. Glances sideways, to the nearest cluster of people.]

They can't hear us. Can't see. If they ever notice, their eyes slip away.

You were in a Circle. You know about spirits.