If Keltham were differently acculturated, he'd give Griffith a Meaningful Look in the confidence that ey would parse it. In practice, that rather rarely works for dath ilani.

"And here we are having a disagreement about whether Asmodeus or Charon is a priority target. On your side, in part because an expert manipulator devil gave you information about Charon while doing infohazard-based attacks. Do you see how this is suspicious?"

"So, yes, but I'm not sure how to act on it being suspicious here? I'm not just going to take the word of a person who we fetched on the basis of a record that Charon's servants deleted all but one specific section of, that seems like the exact same problem just in reverse."

"Leaving one continuous chunk of a message doesn't actually offer as much capacity to optimize as just choosing arbitrary information to share does."

"We're pretty sure there was originally a lot of message there."

"It's still fewer degrees of freedom."

"Presumably, if Heaven doesn't want to order me to retire, they also don't want me to spend all my time dithering over being maximally uninfluenced by hazardous useful information. Speaking of which, do you want to hear about another–"

"No. Not right now, please. Does it even seem both urgent and like a good idea to you?"

"It can wait."

"I'm a bit surprised that, even though your world has a better scientific culture than Golarion, you don't have a good culture around infohazards."

Griffie makes a series of hard-to-parse faces and a frustrated noise, before saying … ehh, nothing important.

Well, not having your questions answered is what you get for asking aliens questions implicitly instead of explicitly. He'll ask again.

"Why doesn't Suaal have a good culture around infohazards?"

Griffie looks less frustrated and more resigned. Ey doesn't answer, ey just keeps looking at Keltham, creating an awkward silence. How long is Keltham willing to let this continue?

He'll give it a bit before asking "Are you alright?"

"I've had better days, but any day where nobody's attacking me is decent."

"Are you going to answer the question of mine that you previously did not answer?"

"Not at this time."

"Will you answer it later."

"Maybe."

"Will you tell me why you won't answer me now."

The part of Griffie's answer that Keltham hears is "no". (He doesn't catch the "Empirically," that preceded it.)

Well, it sounds like this is Keltham's to figure out, then, since he can't get a more cooperative person to talk to him.

…he'll start by getting up fully off of this table, wrapping the sheet around himself in the process, and trying the doors.

Most of them are locked. The unlocked one leads to a room with a bed, some shelving, a desk with paper and writing implements, a desk chair, and a fair amount of underallocated space. There's some clothing that looks plausibly around his size and adjustable enough to stay on him draped across the bed. The bed, chair, and desk actually look vaguely acceptable-ish, but the writing implements still aren't great. There's another door in it, currently open to a bathroom which at least on cursory glance looks like it has plumbing. There's some windows with partially-open effectively light-blocking shutters that look adjustable from the inside (though plausibly lockable from the outside), looking onto some massive kinetic sculpture of stained glass and clockwork and gently glowing elements? It might do something but it's not obvious what, and it's dense enough that he can't see anything beyond it.

Clothing does not seem like it'll answer his questions, but he would probably prefer to be wearing it. The texture is actually acceptable. He closes the door and puts the clothing on.

The clothing in fact does not answer his questions, or indeed say anything at all.

Keltham considers the situation.

Griffith switched from eir previous "well, I can say whatever since you're my prisoner and I can modify your memories" attitude to eir current terseness almost right after he said he didn't want to hear about another infohazard. Ey's been attempting to respect his preferences, within the bounds of keeping him prisoner over alleged overwhelming strategic reasons. Eir sudden terseness might be due to uncertainty over whether anything ey says would be infohazardous enough to violate his preferences, but ey was perfectly willing to comment on how eir day was, so there's some bounds on that. Still, worth asking.

"Are you suddenly refusing to answer my questions because you're trying to respect my desire to avoid infohazards at this time?"