Welcome to the crazy. (Actually, at the moment, it's rather serious!)

An endless expanse of purple is before you, random objects falling in random directions at fairly fast speeds. There is a desk in front of you, and you are falling with it, a giant chair underneath you. A man sits in the chair, wearing a cape, cloak, and top hat. He grins. He is Zorvan. "Ah! Welcome to my home! I do hope you enjoy it!"

Somehow, Shali's ended up here. Her head is buried in her arms, and she looks like she's been crying.

"Hey! No crying! Be happy!"

"I've screwed everything up... I'm a failure and a mudblood...." she mumbles miserably.

Lysander walks up and flops down next to her, looking tired.

Shali turns away from him, to ashamed to even look at him.

He puts his arm around her, looking apologetic and like he's going to cry. "Shali..."

She lifts her head up, eyes red from crying. "What?"

"Well, this is quite wonderful, but could you postpone it, just for a second?" He says, as a couple of elephants fall to their left behind him. "We'll be reaching our destination soon." A beach just sorta... fades into view, the falling things disappearing. "Okay, you can carry on now!"

Sarillan taps Zorvan on the shoulder. "Mage..."

He looks as if he might burst into tears at any moment.
"I'm sorry..."

"I'm the one who should be saying sorry. I'm the idiot..." Shali mumbles back.

"Yes, you made a mistake, but I'm not mad because of that..."

"Oh, good day! I see you've found your way in as well!" He turns, shaking Sarillan's hand.

Sarillan glares at the mage, flipping him neatly over her shoulder. "Did I not say Do Not Touch Me?!?"

Zorvan appears behind her, and smiles. "Careful careful!" He walks over the water, each step creating small patches of magma that quickly sink behind him. "You'll need to take the boat," he adds, pointing at a large boat that appeared of to the left.

"Shali... are you not going to talk to me...?"

"Y-you're not mad at me?" she asks quietly.

"No, I'm not. I was terrified for you, and angry at the Knights for... different reasons, but I'm not mad at you..."

"But..."

"But what?"

Zorvan continues walking, although penguins start falling from the sky, landing gently on the sand.

"But you acted so mad..."

"I have... good reason for that..."

"Can I know why?"