"And, there is little doubt whomever is behind this has no small measure of skill, to subdue those with skills enough to find my true nature. Such a powerfull and dangerous person, or peoples. Mince Meat and I, Djer Hami, shall aid you."
By now, Djers' grin has turned from friendly, if weary, to down right feral. Leaning back in his seat he idley begins to polish his eye lenses with the edge of his shirt. "What I could learn from such people?" he mutters quietly to himself.