The only thing that Kuai does trust right now is the blizzard. He's thriving in the ice and snow, feeling more like home than he ever has before. But now with this looming dread, he's ignoring the glittery displays of ice all around.

Not that he can feel the chill, and he's not dressed for the weather like others he's keeping an eye on. Everyone seems to be doing things just a little bit off, not enough to be outright suspicious, but tiny things here and there that he notices.

"Something seems.. off. Have you noticed anything?" He'll ignore the question for now, wondering who's left here he can trust. Probably not Quentin, especially as the man stands there and snickers at people as they walk past. That's not inspiring much confidence.