You decide to help the one being assaulted, because common courtesy tells you to. After telling him to sit down, you do a couple of gestures touch him with your sword, then watch his bruises and wounds get better. "Ow", he says.
Who needs bandages when you make the blood clot at a whim.
"Are you alright with blood rites?" you ask, "you being a Mieta and all that?"
"Yeah," he responds. "I'm from Haven, revolution never caught up to us before it was over." He notices your incomprehension. "Haven is a southern part of the land, where Ruin didn't reach. So magic was never banned, and Blood Brotherhood didn't take interest in our villages."
He pauses. "Nice sword you have there, by the way." Fear and disgust show up on his face as he puts two and two together.
You sigh. "Don't look at me like that, I didn't pry it from dead hands of Resistance soldiers or something. That I know blood rites doesn't mean I fought for Brotherhood. I never fought in your war at all; it was won before my training ended."
"Oh, that's alright then." He seems relieved. "Name's Cogi. Yours?"
"Halpalo, but people usually stick with Alpa."
Cogi seems uncertain. After a pause, he says "You should probably help the misguided fella over there before something bad happens to him. Us Mieta are not of the strongest constitution, you know?"
You smile at him a bit bitterly. "More accurately than you imagine, yes."
Cogi has healed 2 HP! He's not quite alright, but back into shape.
Information recovered: Haven.
Connection established: Cogi.
What will you say?