"A faction." Gus glances up at him, raising an eyebrow in return. Could it be possible neither has approached him yet? "There are two organizations dedicated to gathering information on the Rift. As well as providing us with means to survive and places to stay."

Interesting. He might just be able to bring someone in.

He finishes adding the hat, or at least gives up on trying to make it look right. Art is such a finicky process. He doesn't tend care for things that are so uncertain.