Solipsis has been following along, his expression guarded neutrality with just a touch of distaste.  The wrongness of this place was strong, and evident in every bit of life, earth, air... he chuckles lightly at the mention of leaving this plane as soon as possible.  Hopefully it would be as easy as that.<br/><br/>With his usual easy stride, Solipsis walks to the edge of the pool, his hands gripping the hem of his heavy shirt, clearly preparing to take it off.  He frowns at Hexla's comment, looking suspiciously at the strange orb of water.  "Is it... safe?"  He says, his tone clearly doubting.