"Sebastian," he offers automatically, when it seems appropriate. Under normal circumstances he'd introduce himself as Detective, but so far that's seemed pretty irrelevant to this place. He doesn't expect a title like that to carry much weight here, and no sense throwing it around without that to back it up.

He takes a few steps in to see if he can decipher anything about the "map" that Molly's been working on and...no. But it sure looks like he feels.

Both eyebrows go up at the phrase "wizard friends" and he's right back on the back foot. For every step back, though, Molly gives him something new to think about. A Labyrinth is what this feels like. He can only hope there's no minotaur.

"You mean apart from everything?" he quips right back, wholly, uselessly sarcastic, and then takes a moment to think about it anyway, then starts listing observations.

"Some of the plants glow. But I couldn't always find the same ones again. There's some...women. In the trees." And they are the least helpful of all. "Isn't there some bullshit about trying to find water and following it out?" He hasn't tried that yet. Because the first rule is usually stay on the path. He's willing to start bending that one.