[He takes a second to absorb what he's being told. The Mass subconscious. A cold shiver goes down his spine. He can just picture the sea of minds all seeking to make someone part of their constant flow. He subtly pales and shuts his eyes, discarding the thoughts. Not now.]

...then we'll go the leftmost route first. By covering the farthest then the nearest we can make sure to face the most dangerous ones first. Just in case.

[He glances at Daylight. He should say something.]

And I'm glad we didn't lose you to the mass subconscious. Is there anything I can do to help with your troubles?