[ persia...suddenly, he looks around, and the realization dawns upon him... ]

You and I aren't from the same world; the land you hail from is unknown to me. From what I've gathered, many of us have come from different universes.

[ another tilt of the head. ]

Lady Caster. Do you fear me?

[ it is a brash, tactless question — but it is one that must be asked. his gaze is not cold; it's more sympathetic than anything. fear is simply something he knows like the back of his hand. ]