Atem drew in a breath, pausing at the question. It would be telling if they had, but he remembered the girl from the elevator. He glanced over to her broken body and then back at the other. "She welcomed me here." He said calmly, gesturing to the girl laying prone on the pavement.

"We're so happy to have you back, she'd said. If they arrived here like we did, then I suspect that it was long enough ago that they've come to enjoy it here." He tapped his chin, suddenly lost in thought. Perhaps that was what awaited him too? Eventual acceptance that this was home now? He shook his head. Home was sand and warmth, home wasn't this.

He nodded at the observation, pushing his prior thought somewhere out of his reach. A group was a decent conclusion, but he'd seen this sort of destruction before. It had only taken one man then. "If the group is normal, then yes. One man is capable of this though, should he have access to magick. It could still have only been one." He didn't mean to complicate the situation, but if the other was truly planning on looking into it then he might as well shed light on the unforeseen.