Something is wrong and his name is Klaus. Though at this point he doesn't figure any of them would understand. He's not really looking at her as she takes a seat, deciding to focus himself on the books before him. Its easier that way. The concerned look she gave him was enough for him not to look her in the face.

Instead he jumped into research.

"Not sure about aliens, but mobster dumping ground? Yes. They used to use this lake to dump bodies of people, alive or not, into the waters. It's deep enough in the middle that they wouldn't be seen in the clear waters, and it's cold enough that the chemical reactions to bloating wouldn't happen, so the bodies wouldn't float. Essentially leaving the bodies in tact, other than fish food."

He paused there, looking up at her now. "And if the locals are to be taken for their word, there might be more out there than just Tessie. What I can't figure out is why there is activity now of all times while it's been so silent for ages..."