[He can't help it and feel like he's being fooled here. Maybe the truth is he's actually a fool. He waits for some cooperation and a way to find a way back, but instead his luck rings the door and he's introduced to the mysterious salesman. It would be a lie, however, if he said his words aren't interesting as he keeps speaking, and Garry as a fan of art can't really help but start theorizing and wondering about the metaphors this individual keeps speaking.]

I truly do not wish to leave your words unappreciated. They are poetic, that as much I am aware of, and I truly want to believe one day I will understand the meaning behind these as you say. So let it be known they'll be craved in my mind.

[A small smile escapes from his lips. Even when looked at by that mask, he can't help by being amazed over this encounter. Fate sure is amusing.]

Actually, I would like to ask if you're new around here as well? It might be just me, but you seem to try to avoid the initial subject.