Leon isn't wholly sure what to make of any of that, frowning thoughtfully as he takes it in. He's no philosopher or anything like that, but it does ring kinda familiar from his churchgoing days. False prophets promising the world, but at what cost? That kind of thing always made Leon feel a little weird for reasons he couldn't put his finger on, but the way Drelasa tells it this is something much more pressing than any of that.

"Sounds serious," he says, and it feels like an understatement. "So Shor's the one who set the creation of your world in motion, and the Poison Song wants to - end it? Freeze it in place?"