"Map. Yes, please. I'd love a map," he mumbles, leaning to one side and propping his head in his hand, watching Korrin in perhaps the most relaxed state he's felt since arriving.

"Well, at least it's harder to control minds here than back home. That's good, I suppose. Not very comforting, but I guess people start disappearing into cookpots other people ask questions, so that's nice. Sort of. Mixed bag, I guess," the Guardian murmurs, frowning in thought before taking a few more swallows of wine.

"So, in this world, there's some wall between one place and another, and doing nasty magic makes that wall into more like tissue paper. Got it. But is everything on the other side bad? Like, is there a particular reason you people don't just seal it all up completely so it can't be tapped? Or is that to do with the magic again? Like you need to poke holes in the wall once in a while?"