There would be eyes and ears everywhere, particularly in a crowded place such as this, but if their conversation was so important, it was likely at its most private out in the open like this. In his house, in the school, he was given the impression that someone could be watching at all times, which actually amused him and he had no idea why. Like it was a tactic he might use.

Here in plain sight, they could observe anyone who was also doing the same to them. As it was, he already raised his hand to greet his next door neighbour who was crossing the field to head home he assumed. Nothing to see here, just two fellow men having a quiet conversation together. It happened all the time; he made certain that he was extremely social with all people so that moments like these were not out of the norm for him.

His eyes flicked to observe the man in front of him, and yes, there definitely was a sense that they had a deeper connection even if he had no memories to back that up. He easily picked out details that pertained to a domestic life. "A wife, I suppose? My Gloria was much the same when it came to sweets. I used to tease her."

The name had him pondering quietly; that did ring a bell for certain. "I entrusted you with something very important," he remarked quietly, then closed his eyes to review all of his known memories. "You are an efficient man, well-earning my regard for you."

He stepped around so that he was facing this odd entity which should register more strongly than an impression, shouldn't it? "Something isn't right with this place. It's stolen something from me," he said quietly, as if he could trust the man standing before. "But I will be taking something from it in return."