Maybe he will cross paths with other Shadows who had developed egos and Personas of their own, but indeed, for now he'll just accept the mute response he had received from the attendant with a helmet shoved onto his head. He frowns, "Ah... I see."

Well, if the resident of the Velvet Room wasn't quite able or willing to answer his question, that was that. Patience was a virtue. Pharos huffs a little, and turns to go explore the rest of this new version of the blue place between mind and matter.