People aren't it. The thing that lurks since the dawn of time is an it; that which lurks at the back of your mind is an it. People... are not it.

[He still remains grinning, that grin never fades, even as the rest of his face might change in minute expression to something one might have during a sigh.]

Yes, I know people are missing, everyone knows that! It's as plain as the eyes on your face.