"If they wanted you dead, you'd be dead. Given that I can still talk, was just talking to them and can hear you quite clearly, I think we're doing pretty good. However, I think we have a miscommunication problem going on. They want something. You and your friend are involved, since we're helping you, we're now involved. Now, since you can talk without liquifing my brain, you get to fill in the gaps. Now. Details if you would be so kind."  Arcturus was kind of chatty laying on his back in the dirt, leaves and twigs. It was nice and comfortable. The throbbing in his head was annoying. Ok, it was more like the time he walked into a Rift without checking first and popped out a year later with tentacles coming out his ears and blue lipstick on.