Varos had a good deal of pockets and pouches, none of which seemed to have the things he remembered putting in them, which was inconvenient. At the disembodied voice's prompt, he patted at his sides before slipping out the alien device with an 'ah-hah!' "Heh. That's going to be fun to figure out," he said dryly as his fingers slid over the smooth screen.

He committed what he could of the square plaza to memory, for what he could catch from Lerith's eyes- at least until they returned to the tablet to type out his next response. Varos nodded, tilting his head as he listened for the water. "The numbers would probably vary between people anyway," he said, waving his hand to forestall any potential apologies. He tucked the tablet away again, it wasn't like to do him much good at the moment anyway. Feeling Lerith's hand, he upturned it to offer the elf. A staff was beginning to sound like an ideal investment around here, if he could manage to find one somehow.