"Nobody here but us dead men!" Krieg answers cheerfully, apparently Psycho-speak for no, you're the first other person I've seen that I recognize. And anyway, it's a welcome distraction from the shadow-images still playing about in the forefront of his mind. No point in bringing that up, though, right? Mirror's broken now. That means the problem's gone!

Good, solid internal reasoning there, Krieg.

"Smells like home," he adds, almost as an afterthought. "There's a meat-train right around the corner."

Or you could just say, hey, what is this place, anyway?