( We could fly there if we wanted. Victor glances upward, unable to stop himself. How many moons does the Carnival have, and... no, slow down, focus on the grounded details, not the moon snow ones.

Then again, he watches a child hop off a cloud and wonders what in the world grounded even means. He looks up again when she points, seeing what she means after a few moments of searching the sky. )

Magic, huh? ( Magician is what his mind leaps to, but he doesn't even let it linger for long. A clown and a magician? Okay. And an animal larger than the— )

Wait, she's what? ( He whips his head back around to look at Reira, opening his mouth to speak, then closing it again before he blurts out something stupid. Okay, where to start with this? ) I'd... like to see that. It's hard to form a mental picture of what she looks like, just hearing she's so big.

( There's literally no bird he can imagine being that large. Maybe Tyrannosaurus is actually a giraffe? )