The amusement in her voice wasn't lost on Goliath. Relaxing only slightly, the white light of his eyes dimming completely, he exhaled quietly. Someone else lost in this cursed place? So it appeared, and though it wasn't an unrealistic expectation to find someone else stumbling about, he remained suspicious. Perhaps this was the one responsible for waking him up, for moving him to this strange place.

"I am called Goliath," he said, holding out his large hand and walking forward until he felt the unmistakable roughness of flat stone. A building? Folding his wings around his shoulder like a cape, he slowly moved closer to the voice as he spoke. "So you claim that you are not responsible for my being here?" He couldn't disguise the disbelief in his voice.