[Excuse him he almost drops his journal but manages to look scandalized at mention of kids being drafted for anything. That went completely against his own moral compass.]

Who are<,i>they?

[Stops short and glances around, straining to hear the sound of a stream if he were near one. Turns to look behind him to get every possible angle]

Well, the lack of memory for that surgery makes two of us, at least. I think I hear a stream behind me...

[turns back, face suddenly earnest.]

Mr. Loki, have you seen or heard of a Jack Holden nearby?