"I have no fuckin' idea," Ikon admitted, waiting for the other man to join him before he started out the door once more, leading the way back into the cold.
"My friend said he was a dryad or something? I dunno if there's a lot of them here or not. But he works security. I know that much." And that was pretty much all he knew. "I was outside having a smoke and I saw him and noticed he was walkin' kinda slow but I didn't think much of it and then I heard a thump! And down he went." He was gesturing as he spoke, quite the animated speaker. It was pretty clear why he was involved in theater. He had a bit of a flair for the dramatic.