[The lack of a reaction isn't one that seems to earn one either. No more than a simple mental note and pressing onward.]

You must forgive the abruptness of my appearance. After taking a look at your file, we believed it little more than insult were one of the others to come meet you. Yes, we gained access to the scientist's files of those who lit the flames. I personally like to know who it is that also seeks the truth.

[At this he stops, places a palm on the wall briefly, and the bricks almost seem to push themselves aside to reveal the inside of the wall.]

Unfortunately higher ups do so enjoy to redact such knowledge from the more... accessible files, and thus any record of your name was removed.

My peers call me Zeloph.