This whole thing makes his skin crawl and also makes him want to run his hands over every inch of his head. But he listens intently and he nods. Clones. Great. Just peachy.

"I know someone from the Heart who's been here a year. I go to her bar sometimes. She'll be in danger." And as much as he doesn't trust the Heart as a whole, he does kind of like Nick and doesn't want to see her dead. She'd have her clone and the Head coming after the Heart to worry about.

He shakes his head, trying to sort the information and his thoughts. "I'll tell my friends and ask the ones not from my world. It won't change my ability to summon if we turn off the chips. The Guardian Forces aren't here. They didn't arrive with any of us." He unfolds his arms to shrug off his jacket and pull up the short sleeve of his shirt, showing off a tattoo of a stylized lion on a shield. "But some of us did get the magic tattoos from the city. We'll be able to use some magic if we have to." He pulls his jacket back up.

"We have plans to gather our own resources. It might be a good idea to keep those separate for now but I'll let them know they can trust you."