Well, what else do you-- Ah.

[wait a minute. the witch and the candle...]

I think we must have come from different places. The candle didn't take us here, it stranded us on a cloud.

[he's almost maddeningly matter of fact about the whole thing. after all, he knows it happened even if yvaine wants to argue the point with him. his scarred and largely useless left hand lies on top of the table in testament to that.]