"I can see that, too." It's not a magical resonance, but the state of this place isn't lost on him. He knows how much decay it's filled with, how even without ambient creatures there's a stillness that belies its emptiness.

"That's what your hearing tells you about it, right? But if you just make that the end of how you experience this place, how much of it are you really getting used to?"

He shrugs a shoulder, raising a brow. "It can't tell you everything about it, can it? Then you won't find anything else but death and nothing."

It just seems to him like she's stuck behind her abilities to tell her what she needs to know. He's not sure what about that is habit versus just the off-putting feeling of the Outlands, and he won't ask. But her resistance to delving deeper into the ruins is noticeable.