"No. I just live there. I'm from the Gestral village."

He shifts onto one hand so he can fold his legs - which, Darling will be able to see his feet are slightly more ape-like under their bandages than human, and look like the same sculpted wood/clay/organic solids as the rest of him - and rest his staff across his lap.

"There are no humans where I live. But I've seen more of your kind come through than there are in this village here."

And all of them died.