[As any dutiful investigator is first inclined, Haise is quick to set about the task of gathering information. The dossier with which they've been provided gives them the most elementary of understandings where this world is concerned, but it doesn't address enough to give them clear directive. With his experience in Nalawi a sober reminder of what a lack of information — and options — may result in, he's spurred to do all that he can.

His investigations carry him from one business to the next, interviewing patrons and shopkeepers alike. These exchanges yield little by way of fresh information, mostly rumors that seem to be unfounded, or at the very least tell him nothing he didn't already know. Still, he persists, because he will never forget the price Nalanni paid.

Eventually this brings him to the tailor's shop, just in time to catch the beginnings of what he can't imagine to be a conversation that's going anywhere pleasant fast.

He's quick to approach the two, insinuating himself into the conversation as easily as one might slip into water]

Achilles, it's good to see you. [This he offers politely, as is due his associate] Sorry for intruding, but I think she means our clothing won't blend in with the locals.

[Though his clothing isn't at all like Achilles' either, Haise thinks to soften a more pointed observation by including himself]

Their world seems quite different from our homes.