Right. "Hey, man, I know it's your party and all but care to give any life advice to the poor and recently uprooted?"

[ If it comes off as a mockery of the man who suggested it, it's one of those rare occasions that Dabi doesn't really mean it. It's sound advice—just not for the kind of intel he wants. Going right to the source shows your cards much too soon, and truth to be told, he's still filling out a picture of this world. ]

I trust the opinions of others more, anyway.

[ He polishes off the last of the crackers, and incinerates the paper dish to ashen flecks between his fingers. At least that isn't much different from home. ]

You don't sound like you know much about this place.

[ If one line fails, a switch of tracks might be in order. ]