Conan glances up at the sound of a voice, distracted from skeptically examining the little creature that had been gesturing and squeaking at him.

"Information," he says cheerfully. "I read the brochures,but I thought that the people who've been here for a while might know more about this place."

Briefly, Conan considers what the purpose of floating robes would be, considering the extensive effort the illusion would take to manufacture. On the other hand, he could think of multiple people who would happily go to the effort for the sake of the effect.