Curtis doesn't question it so Ed doesn't elaborate. He was already trying to remember where each line led so that he could point the guy in the direction of something safer before it was time to get off the ship.

The promise of his automail being used against him was always a concern in places like this. It was easy enough to remove so he didn't like too many strangers knowing about it, and he had no idea who this guy really was, but it was pretty hard to keep people from finding out eventually so it hardly seemed worth being so protective over. Old habits die hard.

When Curtis didn't really react he took that as a good sign that the guy had some familiarity, at least. He offered a slight smile of his own before indicating the lights on the ground. "I suggest the food court, it seems to be the least likely to try to kill you." At least, from his experience, nothing suspicious there, just food. "I haven't checked out the pool though, can't swim."