Arthur's hand on John gives another reassuring squeeze.

"The same way you did," he says gently. "Like all the people here, t-the Interlopers, we’re called. A being called the Darkwalker kidnapped us, brought us all here." He glances away briefly, mouth tightening for a moment. "It's... it isn't like the King, or Kayne. That's all I can say with certainty."