The man who wandered into the area likely looked just as out of place in front of a collection of computers as Ian would have in an enchanted forest. Not just because he was dressed in rough, undyed clothing that had obviously seen much better days, but because he was very obviously not human. Which didn't mean a great deal at the moment, but might, should they ever meet outside the dreamworld.

The gray skinned man seemed far less interested in computers than he did in the still holograms of the people present though. "What is this?", he said, examining one of them. "Some manner of shade? Or simply another of this place's tricks?" He reached out, attempting to touch the unmoving man before him to see if he would prove solid or not. He hadn't yet noticed that he wasn't alone in this new area.