[ Dokja isn't the only one dying to know that. Ernesto would love to know too, though he'd be equally skeptical of anyone that came forward to claim that role. Regardless, any sort of real leader doesn't seem to be here among them.

Not yet at least. ]

No?

[ He stops looking at the guards now, turning his head fully forward. ]

Somehow I think your instinct is right on this one. Any chance they've mentioned what they want with us during all that time you've spent with them?

[ He's showing his hand for a moment, making it obvious he's been watching Dokja. It's probably fine, because it's clear this whole walk was a calculated move on the other man's part anyway, and Ernesto doubts he was chosen completely at random. ]