It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Mollymauk Tealeaf, a tiefling blood hunter . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, you/Lucien/Nonagon told their group to scatter and vanish if things went wrong and wait till he returned. They buried him in the woods outside the hideout.
DM: "Well, we were all part of the same order at one point, and we splintered off. Luci-- Nonagon had a different path in mind for us, so we went north to Shady Creek Run and we started the Tomb Takers. It's just so good to see you."
Player: It's good to be seen again. But again, it's got to be very quiet right now. It's been like three other names since the last time I saw you.
DM: "I should inform the others."
Player: Please, keep it quiet for now. That book caused more trouble than you think, and it all laid on my shoulders. I was trying to protect the rest of you from some of the worst elements of that and I don't want any heat dropping on anybody who doesn't know what's coming yet.
DM: "Of course."
Player: But let me know where they are and I'll get a hold of them. But don't let them know why yet.
DM: The tabaxi curls in a little bit, leans over the table towards you with this big grin and says, "Does this mean that it worked?"
