Admittedly Murmur does still have an unfortunate habit of sometimes being cryptic. Old habits die hard, and all of that. He's been working on it, and there does tend to be less he needs to be cryptic about. The passengers aren't each other's enemies, and there's no grand chess game he needs to be playing either. Murmur did his time, he should be allowed to live his own life eventually... right?

"More like... not being able to see the trees for the forest. Or the animals, or the insects. When you are focused only on grand mechanisms it is easy to forget why any of that matters." The little beauties, the complexities of life. Still, Jon's words bring a faint frown. Not of disapproval, more like concern. Somehow he doubts these things being hidden from him are for Jon's own benefit.

"And this Elias... you are certain his motives are to help you?" Asked gently, because Murmur knows all too well how defensive people can be about perceived allies. No one likes thinking they're being yanked around. Although Jon's cynicism may come in handy here. "One's instincts are generally there for a reason, Jon. That reason may not be clear, but... it might be worth seeking more information. Not that that is an option at present."