David has heard Dutch's echoing footsteps so many times that he doesn't really think about it when he hears a set of footsteps again. Getting up and chasing the old man usually just ended up in not being able to find him, somehow. He's decided to stop questioning it.

But this time, he not only sees someone, it's a face he doesn't recognize. Rook regards the stranger with weary curiosity, but there's no animosity. He's obviously not a cultist. He sits up a little.

"No- it's fine... but, how did you get in here?"