The driver looks somewhat confused by his face.

Also, he's hanging up his outdoor clothes, and wants to prod at Blai's for some reason, though he doesn't seem to be insisting Blai remove them.

Blai will take off his coat at this time too, the Endure's catching up all right to the now perfectly reasonable temperature, and doesn't object to the guy examining them.

Are any of the clothes wet?

There is a little melting frost on them.

He'd like Blai to take his gloves off, then.

Sure. When the guy is done looking at them they go in these pockets here.

He is mostly interested in looking at Blai's hands, actually.

...okay. Here they are.

Confused smile!

Eventually they reach a room with chairs, empty tables, a table with a stack of small plates and a large plate of cookies as well as some things in colorful packaging, and various unrecognizable devices. There are what might be large windows on one wall, but they're all covered.

Someone else is sitting at a table, with a sort of metal book-thing that they have open in what seems like the wrong direction and which is glowing with a bluish light. He looks tired and confused.

Blai will........ sit down, he guesses?

If Blai would like to ignore the cookies and other items that is his prerogative.

The person with the metal book rotates it so Blai can see the inside. On the lower half, there's bits of raised metal with letters, but not in any script Blai knows. On the upper half, there's a glowing colorful thing, displaying a map with color-coded regions and a lot of flags.

The cookies aren't his! The colorful packages aren't his and don't make any sense!

He dutifully examines the letters and the map. Shakes his head with nonrecognition.

Metal book guy frowns and touches his face briefly before talking to the driver more and then closing the book, which he tucks under his arm.

Could Blai follow him to another room?

Oh okay sure?

He would like Blai to sit in a big chair and then a third person, who also looks tired and frustrated, would like to look at Blai closely and point devices at him and have him breathe into a device and put a device on his finger and such.

That's all kind of disquieting but he will breathe? He's always breathing?

The devices don't hurt, though they do produce lights and noises.

Now the third person also looks confused.

That makes, uh, four of them.

Would Blai like a small round white thing? It goes with this picture, if that helps.

............he will let them put a small round white thing in his hand but he has absolutely no idea what to do with it?

It's for putting in his mouth and then swallowing with water, like this cup of water here. (The cup is made of some lightweight and thin translucent material and comes from a big stack of cups in a dispenser on the wall. The water comes from another device.)

He doesn't have Detect Poison today. He does not really want their water or their swallowable white thing.

The person who offered the thing and the water does not look upset. He briefly raises his shoulders and takes them back if Blai attempts to hand them back over.

Oh good, he didn't really want to have to figure out how much he didn't want their water. He will pull his mug off his belt and create some water into it, see, he's fine.

The person's mouth falls open and he drops the cup of water on the floor in astonishment.