Regulus nodded and then lifted the wand. By now, Regulus was skilled enough with the incantation that he didn't have to say it out loud. Starting from the tip of his wand and spreading out towards the man, the air stayed transparent, but it shimmered, distorting just enough that it was clear something was happening.

Regulus repeated the question and sent a mental idea through the spell of himself, him being taken by the forest people and kept, and the idea of 'others'. The whole while Regulus maintained eye contact with the man.

Then the man spoke, and it was difficult to make out what he was saying. But Regulus got a clear answer from the man's mind.

He shook his head. "I was the only one. There aren't more of us that they are keeping. Or even looking for. I was a one-off chance encounter."