"There are limits to what one person can do alone, Felix. I must admit, I do share your hesitation--but under these circumstances, treating with others is a matter of survival. Especially if you intend to forgo any assistance the Augur or golems offer." What they have here..... it can barely even be called civilization, really. They only have enough living, breathing people for a village at best, living alone in a ruined, desolate world with only the barest amount of infrastructure or economy. Everything they need, they have to find or make themselves, or do without, if they don't intend to earn enough coin to pay for it.

Their very survival is only assured by the grace of the locals. Finding enough food, clean water, and safe shelter independently would be hard enough, now that the island is finally beginning to recover--but before all this progress? It would have ben impossible. The Augur is the one who dragged them into this mess to begin with, and the one sustaining them through it. No matter how many people from Fodlan are already here, sticking only to them simply isn't enough. Surely he must realize that, no matter how stubborn he wants to be over this ordeal?

"I mean sharing details of your life that most would prefer to keep private. Your unspoken feelings, dark secrets, or sexual or romantic proclivities, for example." The Augur is Gossip Girl, pass it on.