He watched her features for a moment, dissecting her tone, her body language, her words. She seemed transparent.
"Information." He decided. "I'm a man that likes to know the why of things."

"Information?" she repeated, eyebrows rising, then quickly schooled her expression. He hadn't asked to be released? Well, that was a relief. It would have been difficult but if that was what he wanted, then she would surely have tried her best to grant it. She'd have found a way. Information, though... that she could do. Roo knew everything that happened around here - all of it. "What kind of information?"

"For starters, maybe you could explain a bit about what happened that other night." He proposed. "I've never seen creatures quite like those."

"The horses," Roo clarified. "And the... men. We call them Nightriders because they... well, they ride, and they come at night, and it sounds scary enough to keep people indoors. I told you their name in the woods, but it might have slipped your mind. It must have been -- bewildering. You did an amazing job, though. I didn't think a chef could fight like that. You had a knife, I remember. Where did you even get that?"

"Hold on," Giovanni held up a hand. "You can't just say the word Nightrider and expect me to take that at face value. What are they?"

“They’re…” she grew quiet, eyes narrowing thoughtfully. “Well, they’re the big reason I need your help getting over the gate. They actually haven’t shown up in Altair for a good century, or at least, half a century and some decades. They’re… like… harbingers.”

"And you're risking facing them because...?"

“I’m getting to the root of it.” she said. “And that’s over the gate.”

"Are there other things?" He asked, feature solemn but not as concerned as the subject matter called for. "Like the Nightriders?"

If she said yes… would he come with her? Venture into the woods?
But that was the last thing she wanted him to do. He could handle himself, clearly, but it would be bad to tangle the Sangrians any further within their nightmare in making. “No, it should be fine now. I just don’t want them coming back.”