[WAIT... wait wait hold on back up why. Oz squints a little, giving Cynbel a look that seems both suspicious and baffled, but he doesn't seem to be lying?! Moreover, why would anyone even lie about something like this...
His gaze then shifts to their surroundings, and after a few seconds of thought, he scoots off toward the nearest wall and places his hands against it, palms flat.]
...Not real? [IS THIS BARMA, IS BARMA HERE SOMEWHERE, WHO'S DOING THIS-] Wait, how is it happening? It's a game—? [Patting the wall!!] This is a terrible game!
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His gaze then shifts to their surroundings, and after a few seconds of thought, he scoots off toward the nearest wall and places his hands against it, palms flat.]
...Not real? [IS THIS BARMA, IS BARMA HERE SOMEWHERE, WHO'S DOING THIS-] Wait, how is it happening? It's a game—? [Patting the wall!!] This is a terrible game!