The presence of another interrupted Skisan's plan to exit the mix of his own memories. He turned, and headed for the edge of the cityscape. Once in sight of the newcomer he had to pause and take him in. Given the setting this could easily be someone's perception of themself. Or they could simply be a species he was unfamiliar with.

"If it would aid you, I can recall another place?" He offered before continuing his approach. Already some of the more distant buildings faded, replaced by patches of the desert of Vulcan or the strange trees of Mol'Rihan. He made sure to keep enough control of the mental image to avoid any abrupt changes, however, not wishing to startle the stranger.

He gave a nod that came close to a half bow in greeting. "I am Skisan, and while I am uncertain what brought us here, this is a dreamscape, of sorts."