Yeah... we figured the same thing. It's fucking crazy, but at the very least it doesn't seem like an illusion. [She types away on her phone as she answers, before pocketing it and looking around again, noticing the shattered moon in the sky. She mouths a "what the fuck" and looks back at Haizea.]

We should move, yeah? If we are in the past and the Wizard's gone by now, shouldn't there be people here?