Malik shakes his head at the offer for now anyway, instead opting to take his coat off and drape it over the back of whatever chair is available. It reveals the black tattoo on the inside of his forearm, a somewhat abstract demonic avian head with a slash of jagged teeth.

"How familiar are you with the idea of layers of reality, the concept of non-linear time and there being multiple versions of said realities?" He asked. "Obviously this place is not part of our version of the world, so the last one is likely one you already accept as a truth."