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"Peryton. Yeah," Fox confirms with a nod that suggests he knows exactly what the other man means (he doesn't) and that he's heard of a peryton and now instantly knows what associations to make with one (he hasn't). They pass him by, and if he'd had any particular destination in mind they probably would have gone their separate ways and that would be that. As it stands, though, Deimos continues the conversation and Fox finds himself drifting in his wake. "Not exactly," he admits. "I've heard a few things about the place - landmarks and so on. I was wondering if I would run into any other Ancients. I figured they might know more." But in fairness, Deimos seems knowledgable enough about where he's going despite being a self-confessed hybrid. (And the notions of that will hit him again later, eventually). "How about you? Are you headed somewhere specific?" Surely he doesn't live up here? fox