[ The dream-like fuzziness, the pale blue lights of Zora's Domain, the rain, the grief--
It all splits apart with surprising ease, leaving them back right where Sidon last remembers being, glimmering campfires below and alien stars above. Giving a slow blink, Sidon looks between their surroundings and Mephisto, looking less concerned than one might expect at the sudden and jarring height. ]
You're a rare man of many talents. I can see why my sister might think so highly of you.
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It all splits apart with surprising ease, leaving them back right where Sidon last remembers being, glimmering campfires below and alien stars above. Giving a slow blink, Sidon looks between their surroundings and Mephisto, looking less concerned than one might expect at the sudden and jarring height. ]
You're a rare man of many talents. I can see why my sister might think so highly of you.
[ A pause. ]
...how did you get to be so strange?