[It is for the same reason he crosses his arms behind his back, turning back to the window not but because he is dismissing her, but because he needs a moment to let real, true surprise cross over his face.

He thought he had true acceptance once he was falling. Now all of him balks to be in a world where there is nothing familiar.

Dion turns back. A slight correct. Few things familiar.]

Such an impossibility to us, one might almost consider this land some sort of paradise. Yet it seems deep tensions run through these halls regardless.