Yeah. It's pretty overwhelming. Different customs, different buildings, different stars in the sky. [ Peter gestures in the general direction of the sky, mostly covered now by foliage from the trees surrounding them.

And strangely enough, the longer he talks about how out-of-place he feels, the less fantastic this forest seems to be, as though reality is slowly sinking back in. It's a sobering thought. ]

But a lot of us - well, we're uh. We're in the same boat, so you know, at the very least you're not alone. I still don't know Nadril from Wyver, and I barely know how to get to the marketplace from the place I'm staying at in Olympia.