"Doubtful," is Faris' response, still eyeing the strange human warily.

He retracts his claws, his scales returning fully to their original golden color. He does not, however, approach the stranger, unwilling to get within prodding distance again so soon. "It was not quite a discussion," he answers, "but a question in need of answers. I was asking for tales of those who left their homes and encountered hardships because of this."