Emerald stared at the orange guy for a few seconds after he stopped talking to him. "Oh, right. Sure." The beams died down a bit, but were still about a third as bright. He then turned back to Amber, being careful not to look at his eyes. "This is....I'm not sure. But I am pretty sure that we all were.....created here? Pardon my choice of words, I'm not really sure." It seemed to him that all of them, and him, and thousands more, had just....popped out of holes.