In listening, Medivh's expression turned to one of surrender and agreement. The words from the other man was mere confirmation after the mage had crossed paths with numerous individuals to himself, all bearing a power of their own, aware of it, or not. But there was that burning question of 'why' that echoed in the minds of each of those he met. That much was easy enough to see.

It was quite apparent the explanation to the entire riddle would reveal itself when the time was good and ready.

"Is that what everyone believes? That their imprisoned? I don't feel that." he shook his head, blue-green eyes wandering off to the passing scenery of buildings and otherwise fairly happy people.

The atmosphere reminded him a lot of Stormwind.