[For Irahl, the effect is like floating in that his internal compass has been sent spinning a little, but it has been even more like dreaming, because that's the only thing that a lack of constant discomfort is like to him.

And now, with the space given to continue his original thought, Irahl can feel some of that constricting anxiety beginning to tighten again, despite Vincent seemingly being on the same page. So, he pushes himself forward before he can think himself into a worse state, and it's one of the first times that his anxiety begins to color his tone since he'd arrived here.]

I guess... I've been waiting to wake up. Not focusing.

[Which, honestly, isn't all that different from how he is on a normal day back home. But there's an important difference in the consequences department, here. There's a beat where he quietly psyches himself up a little, before haltingly arriving at his original point.]

Think that's why I got crazy, earlier... Like it wasn't real. Wasn't thinking.