Ed stops short for a moment, surprise crossing his features. Right on the money, but he's not about to admit to that. He looks at Ginko a little more closely now, noticing the somewhat more familiar clothes and the man's odd complexion. He's clearly a local, but not of the typical stock. A small part of Ed hopes that maybe this man will hold the lead he's looking for, but that remains well under wraps of bitter skepticism.

Besides, when had anyone around here given half a shit about an outsider like him? "...what would you care about it?"