"That depends." He shrugs mildly. "I've had little trouble in not saying much. People project a great deal if you allow them to."

All he has to do is be present, those bright eyes in some dark room, and someone will come along. They think he's mysterious, stoic, something to try and puzzle out. A challenge. When he guides them to a back corner, it feels like winning to them.

He's not sure how they feel when they realize he's gone, but it's not a question of consequence, either.