"He?" This time he doesn't get a vision of who they speak of, or what they speak of. For a moment he simply stares. "Isn't that a mystery- there's only one 'he' I can think of that would have had anything to do with what I did, but you say you made friends with them?"

It shouldn't be possible. It's what he doesn't say. It shouldn't be possible-

And despite himself he finds a bit of apprehension in his expression. A bit of fear, even.