Well that's excellent -- they aren't weighed down by a guilty conscience. I stride across the sandy gap between us. When I reckon I'm close enough, I speak out to them.
"Well met, stranger! What brings you to the Quivering Dunes?"
How do they react? I'm keeping all my senses alert. Do I sense any hostility? Anyone should answer.
"I've come to commune with the shadows," they say. "Isn't that why you're here?" From the stranger you sense mainly amusement, although there's a harder edge to it than you'd expect from a friend.