Gale is calm and comfortable for the most part on the flight down, trusting Stone, and through him the other scrambling Raksura as they make their way down the well.

His eyes keep darting around at all the moving forms. Stone had told him to be careful about looking like a predator, but it's as much curiosity about the people here and this place. Being disconnected from liminal space, he no longer gets the sudden influx of world pertinent knowledge. For as much as Stone has told him, it's still all brand new.

"I have, yes. We met on one of the missions our captors had sent us on."