[ 'Aeon' must be what they call gods, Adrian thinks. It seems like the most reasonable assumption. There's a lot to take in even aside from that. It must be have been difficult for Sunday to have lost his home at what sounds like quite a young age, much like Fern. His expression softens with sympathy. ] I had wondered if we were alike, but I didn't want to be impolite. I am aasimar, myself. Touched by the Upper Planes — blessed, some might say. It is a strange thing to be favored in such a way, is it not? It can truly... influence the path before you.

[ There's no direct question, but only because he wants to be sensitive to Sunday's privacy when they've only just met. Adrian doesn't try to hide his curiosity at all; it's simply an invitation rather than a demand. He wants to know what Sunday means by recently returned, and if their similarities are more than superficial.

Still... Yom Crook had cautioned them about staying too long, and especially about driving after dark. Barovia had been the same, so he has no reason to think those cautions were anything but true. Adrian looks toward the horizon with a sigh. ]

Yes, I agree. If they're here, I'm certain we'll find each other before long... and in light of that, perhaps we should study these 'driving instructions' and be on our way. If your sister or other Family are here, it's my hope that you'll find them as well. We can search together.