Yeah, that's what I thought you'd say.

[Because while his previous response may not have been what Nona wanted to hear, hers actually is what he wanted; it confirms what everyone's been saying since he showed up here.]

There's something weird about this place, outside of just the time thing. The locals here start a new day every five minutes, find one and talk to them and they'll tell you the same things over and over again like it's a new conversation every time. There's some really confused old guy that likes to talk about the animals after asking you whether you're a guy or a girl, and I don't know about you but I don't think I'm that confusing looks-wise.

The other thing is that no one dies. People age, accidents happen, people throw themselves off cliffs. Nobody dies. They just get up a few hours later and go on like nothing happened. We're both pretty aware that there's no way that anything should work that way, no matter what rules a place plays by.

...I don't think this is the living world. There's something wrong with it. I've just got no idea what.