"Of course, but you know what people can be like. Especially faced with anything the least bit unfamiliar to them." Felix does not have room to talk, but if you ask him he's extremely open-minded. For an Imperial, perhaps he is.

Anyway, Norn himself seems friendly enough and Felix only really cares about the Andorian right beside him.

"Oh, well." Felix stops and takes a slower look around. He shouldn't say it, but he's not sensing anything that says 'Jim's plane' to him besides, well, Norn. Not that that's helpful information here. The Nexus is such a tangle of shifting interplanar energies that even to a conjurer's senses (and he fancies his are pretty sharp) it's nigh-impossible to pick out anything specific unless you're right atop the source. "The Nexus does like to be difficult. I suppose we'll just have to go on with the other part for a while."

The smile he turns on Norn says he's not actually sorry about that. "So, do you like gardens? Or are you more of a city boy?"