"Thank you, thank you." Wester bows—they soak up the attention like a sponge now that they're not actively trying to hide themself—before straightening and knocking off some dust.

"And I wish that I could say I am, but... I'm more concerned with how I'm not finding anything." Frowning, Wester crosses their arms. "This place has to be abandoned for a reason, and I'm not sure I'm comfortable bunking down here until we find out why."