"That's exactly what I got. Even trying to talk them in circles until they accidently reveal something doesn't seem to work. There are people that are wise to that kind of thing but most of the native population?" He arched an eyebrow, shaking his head. The first comparison that came to mind was Children of the Corn but the locals didn't seem like the hack and mayhem type.
He shook his head as he released her hand. "I know that's what we're told but it doesn't seem logical. If there's a way in, there has to be a way out." The possibility that the door only opened one way had occured to him, but in his stubborn mindset, he refused to believe that it couldn't be convinced to swing the other way.
"Someone said something about people disappearing, maybe returned." He shrugged and ran a hand through his hair, somewhat defeated by something he couldn't make heads or tails of, or even begin to. He hated not knowing. "I've been around the 'fight for the day' crowd too much. Optimism isn't usually my thing."