[ perhaps this one is...a few sleepers short of a dream? What do you call someone unhinged in the Fade? They're all unhinged here. It's unfair, really ]

Right. Well.

[ Alistair rubs the back of his neck, which would look more casual and less forced if he wasn't wearing a heavy gauntlet. Such as it was, he really refrained from wincing as the metal edges scraped and tried his best for nonchalance ]

I think we're all good on the possessions here. Yes, no possessions to be had. None at all.

[ he groans ]

This isn't all a ruse to catch me off-guard and turn me into a toad, is it? Because that would really just...ruin my day.