A lot of things don't really make sense in the world. [She shrugs helplessly, eyes trained on the blades of glass bending in the breeze.]

But you can see me, and see these things. [She gestures to Yang and her sableye.] And you can feel the grass and the wind, and you can feel him leaning against you, right? It might be better to just go along with it until you find a better reason, or a way out of here.

[A pause and Mio adds] That's all I can think to do, anyway. And it's not like we can just sit here forever.