"I assumed so." He doesn't recognize them and they don't recognize him. But he doesn't interrupt as they continue. He doesn't look away from their gaze and meets it evenly. There's a hint of pain in his golden eyes, but he bears it as well as he can.

Leading them out to the hallway is simple enough. The sky, though... "I'm not certain what we'll find up on the top deck, if we find anything at all. I've been trying to make my way up there slowly, checking for people who need help. This ship is often dangerous, and even if the danger does not seem to be entirely physical in this case it still seems dangerous." He's already seen a few twisted reflections. He's trying not to think about them.