[While the man has gathered that most arrivals have a strain of similarities, the specifics the blonde man mentions are enough to deduce that it's likely they've been ashore in this land for roughly the same amount of time, give or take a few hours. He's therefore speaking with someone in a similar state of bewildered vulnerability, fighting to make sense of their new reality and reconcile with the old one, before they were squids.]
You remember being in the middle of something.
[Monsters; he makes a note of that. Those exist here; they existed where the blonde is from. The man had thought, until very recently, that he existed in a world where the only monsters were human, and therefore explainable, dissectible.]
A fight? Is it possible that you...
[A trailing falter. Uncharacteristic; it's all so unprecedented, and not dissimilar to his own situation. That's not just personal, it's deeply troubling, along with all of the implications.]
no subject
You remember being in the middle of something.
[Monsters; he makes a note of that. Those exist here; they existed where the blonde is from. The man had thought, until very recently, that he existed in a world where the only monsters were human, and therefore explainable, dissectible.]
A fight? Is it possible that you...
[A trailing falter. Uncharacteristic; it's all so unprecedented, and not dissimilar to his own situation. That's not just personal, it's deeply troubling, along with all of the implications.]
Could you have possibly not survived the ordeal?