[on the other side of the coin, she's not sure why he doesn't see it, and her brow furrows.]

Thiazi isn't the one causing the floods and the volcanos, or the ways magic is going strange. Things are falling to chaos, they're falling apart. The gods tried to call those odd creatures a sign that the world may be healing, but I don't think so. The worlds are meant to be separate, they have even said as much. They tell us we're saving this world, all the worlds, but all we've done so far is twist it. And if this place is a reflection of all places...what are we doing to everywhere else?