This is downright bizarre. Feferi just gives in and gets up like it's nothing - and okay, that's her, that's definitely her, but it feels so unreal when he just got dragged through blood earlier after seeing his best friend blown up. He reaches up to rub and pinch at the bridge of his nose. His shades he stubbornly left behind; he could have brought them as a token, but he didn't want to risk them being broken.

"I don't underthtand anything anymore." The hand shifts, rubs down his face, and drops. The cuff is hard to miss, and he doesn't ask about it.

"Her name'th Feferi."