"I'm not going to vomit," Strange grumbles, as he looks over at Rita with a frown. He straightens back up, trying (and failing!) to look dignified despite his current status of 'hot mess' and despite the fact that it's pretty obvious that leaning on the wall is the main thing that's keeping him upright.

"What I mean by 'odd soul' is that there are irregularities that shouldn't exist. Some of us with odd memories have our souls touched by magic from another universe--I'm one of them, but I know there are others. And, at least according to the specific fae I work with, this means we're from that other universe as well."

Which is something that Strange didn't believe at the start. From another universe, ridiculous, he's lived his whole life here. But now that everything was spiraling out of control, the oddness has intensified, and the memories in his head have started growing more and more vivid...yeah, he'll buy it.