"Heh, I'm must be from a different neck of the woods," Drift's smile turned a little bit sheepish. Human naming conventions were never something he could get a handle on to confidently come up with one on the fly to blend in better.

"You do have a point," Drift toes the edge of his own grave before pulling away. "This place definitely wants something of us, that much I'm certain of. It feels like a riddle they've only given us half the question to and still expect a correct answer."