Of course the Why was out of reach, but it made sense that there were more questions than answers. He sighs, casually tapping on the mug as he weighs his options. He could do this on his own, or he could attempt to work together with them.

"I'd like to help." He says, finality in his words. "Whatever I can do to help, you have it."

He tips his head a bit. "Did you say Palamedes can... what, speak to the dead?"

Legitimately or are we talking like a phone psychic? Cause that could be an interesting endeavor if true.