I know the type.

[ This guy's mentor sounds a bit like Snow. Snow on a bad day, at least - she's usually not blunt until her nerves get worn down, but when she's done playing nice?

Forget who's afraid of the big bad wolf, he's almost afraid of her.

At that last remark though he lifts a hand, motioning briefly to their surroundings in a vague sort of way. ]

Isn't everything about this place an enigma? There are a lot of things that don't add up, if you ask me.