"See? I told you she'd know us. No you didn't, [i]I[/i] had to drag us out here to talk to her." The shifting head turned and attempted an apologetic look at the two humans (though the expression was impossible to see). "I'm sorry about him, he gets completely delusional sometimes. Um... Why [i]were[/i] we here? Fate, maybe? It's as good a word as any. It's hard for us to keep track of where we've been, and what we've been doing and everything... It always just kind of slips away... Speak for yourself. We've been [i]trying[/i] to get out of the city, eyes that aren't. [i]That's[/i] why we're here. Have we really? You have to tell me these things, Karen. -sigh- Alright, Bob, I'll try to be better about that."

When Morph asked what they were, and called them nice, but confusing, the creature laughed. It was a very sad sound, echoing more than the voice, soft and without a hint of actual joy. "I guess that pretty much sums us up," it said, attempting to smile at the human boy. "We think we're nice, too, but neither of us have any idea [i]what[/i] we are. Just that there are a bunch of us in here, and only me and Karen can talk..." In demonstration, a few small Wisps leaked out of the creature's arm, leaving it indistinct and transparent. They blinked about, laughing with tiny voices, but the arm swept back over them, and in a moment they had been re-absorbed, and the arm returned to its semi-solid state. "Um... There are other things. Things like us, but not. Some of them can talk, too, and they found us one time. They wanted us to join them. They have a... [i]queen[/i]. She's the Heart of the World, they said. Well, we thought it was a load of bunk, and ran away... Now they try to kill us. Hopefully, that makes things less confusing for you?"