As Skisan was aware this was a shared mindscape, he took each step with care, constantly grounding himself in the here and now, whatever it might be at the moment. As he approached the campsite, he raised an eyebrow. At a glance, the young man's costume seemed to be that of a performer. He was uncertain if the man was aware of the nature of this place.

By appearances he seemed a standard enough humanoid and Skisan picked up no signs of a mental presence against to indicate he was a telepath. So, logically, a shared mental state might be entirely foreign to him, but he also did not know his life experience. All of this meant Skisan should likely handle the matter delicately and see what he could learn. "Hello. I hope I am not intruding?" he asked, folding his hands behind his back as he stepped into the campsite.