"Probably. On one of the nicer planets we might happen by. Or an induced sleep. The Night Elven druids used to sleep for years at a time in the Emerald Dream. And how I would greatly enjoy going there, but that is only a realm accessible in Azeroth, and then only by some. I can imagine, though, if it would be something that bothers me down the line, it would have to be unbearable for Fontaine by then."

He took a quick step back in surprise when she floated in the air, head tilted slightly to the left. "A room of the element of air, then? When I first arrived I was in a room like this. It was full of...flying, multi-colored balls. I mistook them for something else and tried to shoot them, though. I do not understand why being bludgeoned with balls is considered 'fun'. But to each his own."

One of the first places he'd traveled to was the theme park in the city with Sasami. How could he have known that being ripped from the ground into the maw of some brightly colored...creature that threw you around was really considered 'fun'. He thought it was some sort of huge slime.

Fontaine was having none of that 'flying' business and backtracked himself to the door to look on with disinterest.