"So it's like, phantom memories?" That's an... interesting power? perception? "That must feel crowded in yer headspace," the half-elf adds after reflection.

How would it affect someone, to constantly see with a thousand collected memories? Esteban can't even keep track of his own thought process sometimes; a hundred memories layered one over the other are more than he could bear.

Still, it's very pretty; or at least the stars are. He's not too sure what happened to the ground on the other hand, and somehow, it seems to stink a bit, but it's not too much a concern if it's only a temporary thing.

"D'you travel a lot?" he adds curiously, wondering what travel even meant considering this was apparently "the usual" for his companion.