Five hesitates nearby, curious enough in his question to listen intently for the answer. What he gets... isn't all that different from what he expects to hear. They're brainwashed, as far as he can tell, even if the man believes that he had a choice.

"Aren't you lucky?" To him, the way Anurr operates makes him more dangerous. Devotion to the cause makes them more of a pain to deal with, and he hasn't figured out what inspires it. But he's too tired to ask.

He frowns at the old man, something like pity crossing his face before he schools it. All the time he spent with him and he never really changed that story.

"I suppose it could have gone worse for you. Another week out there and they might have seemed like a good idea."