“The point is that I haven’t transformed at all. See all this?” Handy gestured to himself. “It's all perception. You think my face is down here,” he pointed at his ‘face’, “because that's where you perceive my face to be. In actuality, it's still up here,” he said, pointing to a blank space above his ‘head’. Strangely enough, when Handy pointed that out, Joachim could just about make out some sort of wrongness about the patch of air. It was as if something was there that his mind refused to recognise. “Now focus—you know there’s something there. Hold onto that and concentrate,” Handy instructed. Joachim frowned up at him as he got back into his seat. He rubbed his eyes a few times, blinking before opening his mouth in surprise.