"Renji is one of the few I know of that's been here the longest, although I gathered River has been here quite a while herself. Renji might make a bit more sense when explaining, however. There are others, as well - River spoke of a family that adopted her when many of them first arrived. Perhaps some of them are among the oldest, or would at least know who to direct you to."

Daemon's fingers absently brushed against his lips in thought, his eyes on the scenery, his attention turned inwards, thoughts spiraling down multiple paths and possibilities.

"Others seem to be at the same level as we. Shadows of their former selves, you might say. Or at least their abilities. The only time that changes - so I've heard - are the nights when patients are taken and brainwashed and then set loose on the patient population as fighters for Landel. A fully powered patient against masses of us at a fraction of our strength. I do not know if they intend it as a hindrance or merely as entertainment, to pit us against our comrades like that."