"Anyone who doesn't like marshmallows is objectively wrrrong."

Slowly, the normalcy of their activities seems to be calming Josh down. Little by little he's losing the fearful glances around them and the far off stares that take him galaxies away from where anyone can reach him. His own mind may be a quagmire of traps and self destruction, but he's managed to remain functional up until now for the most part.

Josh knows how to claw himself back.

"I...I don't...don't know." Josh shakes his head while he thinks back to the fog and the mirrors. "It's posssible. SOmeone could have used magic or...or something. Drugged us. I don't know any more than you do Adia... I'm wondering why I didn't."