[his limits..? oh. rather than look discouraged Styx laughs, shaking his head gently as if it could chase off the misunderstanding. that must be where he's met this man (whoever he is) before - it's obvious now that he's a fellow mirrorbound.]

Oh, uh, you don't gotta worry about that or nothing! 'm not trying to...uh, you know.

[he gestures vaguely with his hand, trying to indicate 'infiltrate a possible cult that's super murdering a bunch of civilians in their quest for the ultimate taint or whatever' without actually saying that. it might not be the drummer's quest, but clearly Ferran was here with both intent and skill. no way was he going to ruin that for the guy.]

But I kinda figured I should still check it out? ...I wanna know what the hell they're thinking, to do that.

[and it's here that the big guy's smile falters, dropping into a soft frown. he's seen those branded people, both the ones they've been able to save and those beyond help. what could a person believe to look at that and think they were doing good?]

Guess it's all shit over my head, though. Not too surprised.