[He doesn't have a reason not to follow her; the only other option he has as far as he can tell for now is bumblefucking his way around in what basically amounts to the middle of nowhere. She offered to help him first and was patient enough to wait around for him to get here. That says a lot about her — something good, he wants to believe. Or more accurately hope.

Plus, he's never met a mutant before any more than he's sure she's met a Fable. He can't help but wonder what the overlap between the two is and if they're really as far as she seemed to imply, magic against science, the explainable against the inexplicable.]

It's Bigby. And I guess that depends if there's anything useful to find in them. [The caves, he means.] It looked like you weren't alone. I think I saw other people in there, back when you, uh— [He instinctively raises his other hand, ready to tap his fingers against the side of his head before he realizes just as quickly that the gesture isn't going to be noticed. Whoops.] ... Sent me that vision.