Kell takes the hand offer and lets the other man lift him to his feet. He's still a little wobbly, the world around him still spinning a bit, but at least able to keep himself upright.

"I believe so."

The thought what, or rather who, he has left behind him makes Kell shiver.

"I'm afraid not. The poor sod didn't make it. When I woke up, he was already dead."

Or she. Honestly, Kell couldn't tell at that stage of decomposition. Lucky for him, Antari are fiendishly difficult to kill. Or he could have ended like that corpse there, and nobody would know a thing. He would have just disappeared and that would be it.

"What is this place anyway?"

A valid question, since the last thing he remembers is being clobbered on the head by a creepy masked person in a dark alley.