Jason studies Metody a wordless moment. Since the encounter at the mountain he has been thinking about what he knows of Metody, which, really, is precious little, other than that he has control of bones in some fashion and that he's.... connected to that thing of nightmarish proportion that he had sensed.

Yet Metody doesn't entirely seem to be aware of that. Oh, aware of the first, yes. The second... is another matter.

One which, he must admit, is not really his concern. Unless Metody becomes hostile, which seems unlikely.

"Well enough, thank you," he says before the silence can get much more awkward. Jason drops his gaze to the wares for sale, examining one of the strings of beads a moment.

"I believe the last of my bruises from that mountain have faded. And yourself?"