Mm, we noticed. [He shudders lightly, fingers curling in.] I'm happy enough to still be alive, but for it to be in someone else's control… The townspeople… weren't they real people, when Caligin was in charge?

… So we were still part of the experiment, even in our own worlds? [His eyebrows draw in, and he links his fingers together.] What are those requirements? What is he looking for? What kind of difference does it make that we're not from this universe?