With permission granted, Zenyatta starts to take the pillows off the dragon's head and return his full sight. "Most of us who are staying in this tree come from separate worlds. We do not know why or how we have arrived here yet, though some have guessed split timelines and time compression based on events that have occurred in their own worlds. I am not an expert on those matters, however."

The pillows are dropped to the floor, a few feathers floating into the air. The sheets are next to be carefully removed. He works fast so that sheets soon join the pillows. "How are you feeling now?"