"It is not our choice who remains in ambit and who falls out of it. Mortals react to liminality... peculiarly. The others... have been in ambit on the Circuit."
"So you're saying I was off on my own because, what, I wanted to be off on my own?" Neeshka guesses. "We can just hop off away whenever we feel like it, because of how we reacted to... whatever that is? Liminality?"
Neeshka snorts at that; she isn't sure she likes the sound of "internal", it makes it sound... fake. "Okay. So... was it real? I mean, was I really bouncing around to other places like I was on my own, one-person Jaunt? Or was it all in my head?"
Which... means it was both. Somehow. Neeshka sighs, and elbows Monkey, who is making attempts now at grabbing the end of one of the Fool's bandages, or a loose thread, anything that might keep a bored gryphon entertained. The gryphon ignores her, intent on his prize.
"So does this mean I'm going back with everyone else, now that you've found me and dragged us in here?"
"Well, it was apparently enough to make it so when I wanted to go away to begin with, or however it works," Neeshka comments. Still, she has mixed feelings now, not just a desire to not face up to people she left behind. If "left behind" was even a thing she actually did. So even if it did work that way, it probably wouldn't, now. "Monkey, I don't think that's good for eating."
Because the gryphon is still trying to shred some of the Fool's loose bandages.
As the bandages pull away, they reveal... nothing at all, beneath them.
"It is as perfectly straightforward as that in its workings," Orlea says, with sufficient dryness of tone to convey his meaning - it's like that, but it's exceedingly complex.
"Which means that it isn't, at all," Neeshka sniffs at him. "All right, if that's all, and I don't have any sort of choice about it, I guess you'd better send me back. Before Monkey eats all your wrappings and you're just a pillar of air with eyes standing there."
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"So does this mean I'm going back with everyone else, now that you've found me and dragged us in here?"
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Because the gryphon is still trying to shred some of the Fool's loose bandages.
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"It is as perfectly straightforward as that in its workings," Orlea says, with sufficient dryness of tone to convey his meaning - it's like that, but it's exceedingly complex.
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