[ Asking the man who was nearly almost always sixty seconds away from freaking out to calm down was going to be a very large ask here. He much preferred the idea of being left alone, sad, anxious, confused, and, to his greatest dislike, naked (wait isn't there a tv show about this) in a cave.

To what end, Bruno hadn't thought that far. To lay here listlessly until something came along to end him, he supposed. In any case, he remained where he was, for the time being, relying on the crystal he'd grabbed ahold of to keep himself up on his own two feet. ]

Questions? Questions about what? You already answered what I needed to. To know. No one knows what destroyed our homes. There's nothing to do. Nothing... [ What else could there even be to ask? Aside from, well, he did glance back over his shoulder to eye Silco once more. ] Why are you collecting people?