[There is much going on here that the Fool does not understand, though that does not frustrate him or leave him wanting to be elsewhere. Considering Padparadscha is like having an incomplete puzzle in front of him, but sussing out where the missing pieces are would require him to be more intrusive than he has any business being with such a new acquaintance.

So instead, the Fool smiles lightly and tips his head to the side.] I wonder if I shall ever grow accustomed to how extraordinarily different we Dreamfolk are from each other--and I had thought myself a perpetual outsider, in my own world. [He looks back to Padparadscha, expression almost apologetic.] I fear there is still so much I do not understand.