The same contemplative look that he'd shown earlier crossed his face again, and he stroked his chin with a mild frown.
"I am willing to show you what I know, if that is what you want." He replied after a moment.
"We can discuss this further over breakfast." He added as they entered the mess. He was hungry.
"Grim, why don't you snatch a table?" He suggested to the reaper, who grinned at him.
"Easy." And the tall man with the scythe strode off.