Well here's someone who looks both lost and fancier than is their wont; Zagreus leans on the railing insouciantly, having resigned himself to mingling. Why not? It's a dream, he's growing used to those. He is no help with bearings of any variety, of course, but what he can provide is obnoxious fairytale references. "I must say I'm a bit put out. I thought I held the exclusive rights to all big bad symbolism. I suppose that leaves me telling you what big eyes you have."