Now she looks annoyed, though Felix isn't sure why. His brows lift when she mentions others from Fodlan, and then he scoffs.

"'Guest?' Please. Anyone who believes they're a guest here is naive at best." He shakes his head. "I haven't. Who else is here?"

And now he knows another of her needs: she needs information.

"As for information, I don't have much. Apparently, driving off the robots when I first arrived meant that I didn't get whatever excuse they use to justify bringing us here. But if you need more, I'll find whatever I can for you."