[she's not wrong - he hasn't slept much since he got here, save a snooze he managed in the early hours. it was the type of nap that only happens after giving up on sleeping during the night and dawn is breaking.]

Yeah.

[reluctant admittance; he doesn't like that it's obvious. he makes to circle back around, nudging her shoulder with his again.]

I overheard people talking, and you sort of confirmed some of it. I think we're in some god's idea of Eden. You know Dionysus? He'd love something like this, but it doesn't feel right to say a god, either. [he scrunches his nose, deliberating.] Not that I've met any. I said the magic here is twisted, but it's obviously more complicated than that. No way one regular person or group of people could pull off bringing us from other worlds.