Draiss listened, head cocked to the side slightly, focusing all of his attention on the being before him. "You speak as if we have met before. My beyonder and you might have, but I don't think we have met before."<br/><br/>He had the oddest feeling that the one in front of him was not necessarily referring to him, even as it spoke to him. A moment of vertigo, as he had a sudden thought of a countless line of 'hims' watching over his shoulder, watching over their shoulder, watching over their shoulder, etc. Like he was nothing more than a character in a story, and would cease to exist when the story ended. He had a sudden flash of one of the nightmares he had told Jashah about, of the people in it turning to him and asking him to please not wake up so they wouldn't die. After a second he shook off the feeling, with effort, and focused on the being in front of him again. "So, since you have so little time, relatively speaking, perhaps you should talk, and I should listen, until you are done, and then you can answer my questions as you are able until you are out of time?"