[ That also sounds familiar. The idea of doing something desperate to save someone important to him plays in the back of Strange's mind like a familiar song. But who? And why? And why does this still sound so familiar?

Strange still looks confused, but he tries to play off the confusion with a little joke, in an attempt to try and make it seem like this entire conversation isn't weirding him out. ]

I'd warn you against joining a fae carnival, but it's a bit like the pot calling the kettle black now, isn't it.

[ says the person who willingly joined up with the Rose Queen's court. ]