Elidibus has questions, and by the barrier between their connected state, there is a thoughtful rummaging on the statue's side, of where to begin. Best to go from last, to address on that point.

Outsiders, a feeling eventually provides, but one that comes with the addition that it's not in full agreement. A view of the sky is shared, faint, but most noticeable is the expanse of it. As if every which direction from where the island floats is in view, but within the focal point, a red haze coming from somewhere in the distance.

Other, the feeling better supplies. And over the link, another recollection is shared: one that deposits the red around them, nothing but red seen, trying to push through into the mind, the body - infected, take a hold of. A swirling mind, one's soul trying to keep grounded.

Unlike certain entities before, the depth of the experience isn't deposited through the link more than necessary; with some spikes of discomfort, the layer of energy mimicking Elidibus's own not entirely without holes.

It quietens, however, along with the being. A moment to ponder, the perhaps more important question not forgotten.

A known feeling returns, like a gentle press. Permission. A concern for pain.