The trick is to get Lucas to stop asking questions, honestly.

"Shit," He curses under his breath, brows furrowing for a heartbeat. No contact with anyone off ship. This isn't a dream, this is a slowly unraveling nightmare.

"No face?" Lucas squints skeptically at Undine. "I'll take your word for it...Guess we'll see soon enough. It's this way, right?" Finally, instead of just yakking, he'll start heading in the direction she had pointed out.

"So before you woke up here where were you from?"