Higgs seemed distracted briefly, looking over his shoulder before he returned his attention to John, a small smile playing over his face. "Well, you know a lot about the magic on this station, right?" he nods, "How it works, how things here change when things get different?"
He places his hands behind his back and clasps them together, pacing slowly in a circle around John. "I reckon you can be my guide, of sorts, help me find what I'm looking for here more expeditiously. Don't get me wrong, John, I will find what I'm looking for. I just know that the quicker I do, the quicker I can help my station and save countless lives. People are starving, John."
He looks at John, thick black tears of tar streaming down his face. "I need help, so I can save them. I need to find the Heart."