You're the ones who look strange! [ Moenbryda then replies, grasping to the frozen Urianger, who has to trust in Prastha. (And does, he's giving a slight bite of his lip but he's not attacking it more.) Seeming to solidify around him a little. ] But-- yeah. He put me back together. Like new.

Hah... maybe you're all still blind? To how things are.