[ He grimaces at nudges and hints. Still, there's... some little flare of hope in his chest, that Elias will maneuver them out of this as surely as he manipulates everything else. It is promptly stomped on. ]

I— no. Nothing about this place. It's... very disorienting, when I try. [ And acutely unpleasant, like trying to Know about the avatars, or peer into something else's place of power. Not quite the same, but— it's all muddled and made of strain. ] It feels... a bit like it did in the Buried. Everything feels very... far away.