A short sarcastic laugh followed her description of a 'treat'. He followed her to the desk, noting her slight limp. Wondered what had happened that a doctor could patch herself up. Grimm went on with what she knew and Talion soaked in the information. He knew next to nothing about magic, only that he knew mages could do a good deal more with it than what they would admit to even. But travel by magic they had always told him was impossible. Now was that due to actual limitation of ability, or because mass transit by magic would cripple the world's economy by collapsing interstate commerce and transit system and all of those that are supported by it. Regardless, it didn't matter. He was here, as were others apparently not by will or reason. How wasn't his concern though. "What was your theory, it may still apply if I'm an anomaly?"

He rose a brow at the map and key, seemingly waiting for him. He wouldn't assume his arrival wasn't known by someone, but whom? Were there eyes behind paintings, watching the guests of the mansion as if it were some form of game? Talion really didn't like that idea, but he couldn't rule out anything yet. He smiled slightly to Grimm at the mention of rooms, "I'll be interested to see what they think my room looks like then..." He took the key and map when offered and cocked his head to the side a small degree, "Past? What do you mean? You seem quite unhappy with being here, how is this an improvement over where you were?"

He looked over the map for several moments. He noted Grimm's room and made note of names on the other rooms, all those he had yet to meet. "I appreciate the offer, I'm sure I'll take you up on it. I must confess, I'm exhausted and not thinking too clearly yet." He smiled weakly and looked around the room. "Well, map is helpful. But can I talk you into showing me about what you do know? Start trying to figure things out together maybe."