[ While he speaks, she looks around ( but not before making a point to roll her eyes ). There's definitely a crowd gathered here now; a solid battalion's worth, if she had to guess. Many she's never seen before, large number of them hyurs. But — not all of them. But not all of them are things she'd ever have seen before, either. ]

Who knows? Someone bored, maybe. [ Aria please try to take this conversation at least a little seriously. The nonchalance slips away when she looks back at him, offering another strawberry as a peace offering. ]

... Look around you. This isn't — this isn't the Source. Or the First. Or any of the others, I— you're here, as am I. The laws of space and time may bend a bit more flexibly here than we think.