Jess pushed through a thicket of long grass and let one of the loops on his bag slip off his arm, allowing him to pull it around him and pull out his water. "Makes sense." In whatever way any of this made sense. "The name kind of gives it away."

He took a drink and put the container away again, not really keen on digging into the situation at home, or the plurality of worlds. It wasn't out of any discomfort over talking about home, per se; he didn't mind answering the basics, like what country he hailed from, though there were certainly things he had no choice but to leave out of conversations, like the inner workings of the Library. What people didn't know wouldn't hurt them. But helping Raven put together a map of the constellations would probably be enough of a challenge without complicating matters with details on his end.

"I'm willing to bet we all have those in some form or another. There's a leader for every pack," he said vaguely. His eye caught on something to his right that saved him from saying anything more, something that made him slow for a second, long enough to confirm he wasn't merely looking at an insect or colorful stone.

"Hey, look." Coming to a full stop, he pointed at the leaf that had drawn his attention. Namely, what was on it. "Check it out. A snail."