"Oh. Sorry." The apology's short and simple and empty, though he doesn't mean it to be. It's not that he's trying to be insincere, it's just. Hard. It's like there's not enough room in him to feel anything like remorse just yet.

"Sometimes it's nice to just go with it, though, you know?" Like that explains why it's totally reasonable to make people lose their minds. "Liiike... when the line between this world and--" His gaze shifts to one of Aelwyn's funhouse reflections, and he points a finger. "--that get blurry. You ever wonder what it's like on the other side?"