Well, that brow was all he'd needed. Saiduq gave a small sigh at the specific questions, letting his smile melt to something more neutral and dropping his hand from his jaw. That look was awareness, this power he felt was holy, yet he did not seem to be the sort that he expected of the YHVH he knew.

"I was pulled here just as I took over for my own plane. I sympathize." And he did, because this was the sort of time he could genuinely find himself bothered with the spats of Nyarlathotep and Philemon. "I will be frank. The people within this city need aid, however they did not need beings like us. We, specifically, are evidence that it will soon become another of their chess matches." His gaze cast to his shoes, actively frowning now. "This world has been ravaged...but so has mine. It is possible to go home, I am told, but I do not know the method."