"No, I want a solid grasp as to why I am here." He frowns, tapping the mug in frustration. "Why are we here, why don't we have our memories - I'm willing to do just about anything to get to the bottom of it."

He doesn't know why he has this drive to know, but it definitely feels like this is the right path to take. Maybe it'll help him survive this strange journey that he's found himself in.

"Point me in the right direction of who I need to talk to." A pause. "Or give me a starting point and I'll start digging. Someone here has to have found a hint, a clue - something more than it just being a mystery."

And if not, he's certainly going to do his best to get to the bottom of it.