That last statement gave her a little bit of hope. Perhaps someone she knew had made it to this place as well? Being in familiar company would be the greatest thing for her at the moment.

Of course, he had also made it fairly clear that chances were also good her companions weren't around. Polka decided it would be best to hope for the best, but expect the worst in this situation.

She breathed in, then let it go. This was all a lot to take in ...

"Is there anything else I should know about this place?"

Instead of asking something specific, perhaps asking for as much as this man knew was a better way of going about it. Less questions from her end, perhaps.