[He has no idea what's going on. That is a very disconcerting feeling. He's torn between wanting t otear the fabric and see what happens and wanting to get as far away as possible from these... effigies. And seriously, who calls things *Effigies* when they aren't being. Well. Sinister. But regardless, that's not a good feeling when you're used to bouncing around space-time like a particularly enthusiastic yo-yo.

The spin's impressive, though. And he's grinning a bit. The kind that he does when he's trying to get as many steps ahead of the problem as possible. Mostly, though, he feels itchy.]

Almost a coincidence, I'm sure.

[He's happy to see him.]