"Ahh. Well, as you know, I've had quite a bit of time to myself to... experiment. And, as you can see, I've managed some rather interesting results. Or, perhaps you're only vaguely aware of everything I've done. But, no matter." She leans in, her eyes dancing with madness and delight. "I've begun to suspect that you and I aren't playing by the same rules. That's we are aberrations, paradoxes, holes in the multiverse. Reality itself is working to undo us. Can you feel it, there, at your edges, slowly working to make everything fray and come apart? Or do you just feel its absence, here in this pocket where reality is pushed away?" Beside him, Aviendha shivers, despite her best efforts. "I think it's afraid of us. Of what we might be capable of. ARE capable of."