Another nod. "Much weaker." Had he been at home

(home... a more tumultuous thought than he knows how to deal with, after everything that happened just before he arrived here, and maybe a hint of something like grief makes the briefest pass over his features as he makes that mental comparison)

it's likely he would have been floating a moment ago along with the pebbles. But it's not just that.

"And... wrong, somehow. It's hard to describe."