[Jon raises an eyebrow at her.]

I changed my mind because I spoke to him, and realised he was just a scared, stupid man in far over his head, manipulated by things he can't even hope to understand. You didn't even enter my mind.

[And maybe he has a little empathy for that. Mind, he also currently has a fair bit of empathy for some of the other avatars he'd met, watching him stumble around like a new fawn, demanding answers of things that could eat him.

Ugh... not a healthy mindset.

He gives her a sharp look at that.]

Then ask better questions.

And Bournemouth in is England. And yes it does. The entities don't really care about geography.

[He lets out a heavy sigh and rubs his forehead between his eyes, then looks back at her, something almost sympathetic in his gaze.]

It doesn't help you know? Knowing more. You think it will, you think it'll keep people safe if they just know things, if you just know things.

But it doesn't. It just drags you deeper. And makes things more dangerous because it brings attention to you.

[Admittedly, being ignorant also doesn't help.]

But go ahead, what kind of deal?