Is this the kind of work you did before -- well, before we found ourselves here? They have need of builders.

[The impulse to run has faded... mostly. Once that's gone, he falls into his interest in hearing where people have come from.]

And the more we aid them, the more likely we are to keep whatever welcome we have. Before this place, I was brought to a city in a world other than my own. The Displaced, they called us. Some wanted us gone.