[ Matt follows along easily, his gaze drifting briefly to the view out the window. It sparks a bit of wistfulness. It's not any of the oceans from his own world--properly speaking, it's not even any of the oceans from Sebastian's--but it looks so huge. Like it goes on forever.

He smiles faintly, shaking his head. ]

Don't worry about asking questions. [ How many people can he be positive genuinely enjoy talking to him? The thought slides through his mind, then down and away. ] I don't often get accused of being normal. Even if it's at the same time I'm being called curious.