[ so entranced by her own faux reality, lioriley doesn't even hear his approach until he clears his throat. it's then that she spins on her heel, wide-eyed as she faces him, back to the statues like her tiny figure will do anything to hide them. ]

Mattias! [ she squeaks out his name, fumbles to try and shift the images around them to something else - some other section of the city. She eventually decides on the snowy courtyard outside of the massive spiral tower where she once resided. good enough. ] It is - or a part of it, at the very least. I did not suspect this device could recreate it in its entirety.