He can take care of himself sure on enough, but the Initiate was still fretting over him like he was some sort all of misguided lusus, and Kurloz's expression read as much. He appreciated the information all the same, but the fretting wasn't necessary, so he huffs right back, before nodding in the kind of way one would to placate a fretting lusus.

But the questioning went on, and so he held up two fingers, what all to indicate he'd been put on that floor, though he wasn't all certain as to what room he'd be finding himself all in, as he'd taken to exploring outside before living quarters - there'd be time all for that later, but at least he could be getting his tell on as to what all floor he could be found up on.

The disappointment in the Initiate - and then reflected in his ownself - at the two of them likewise being the only members of faith in this purportedly awful place (though in truth, he hadn't quite seen what was more awful, just what was all strangelike here) was downright palpable, reflecting and building between them just the same until the Initiate insist he not die, drew another confused expression all up at him.

He'd died before, and been fine, who was to say dying here wouldn't just send him back to the dream bubbles? And what allbusiness was he on about what with being resurrected?