[In a way, he can't argue with that. This place to too real to not be a world of some kind. Even if it tries to act like the Fade. He is here.]

[The new music is unfamiliar, but nice. Soothing, in the way that music can be.]

I hear the words you are saying. But everything else about you is quiet, too muffled to make out. Thoughts, hurts, memories... everything here is silent.