[He nods once and glances around, keeping his eyes on their surroundings. No hissing. No horrible sounds of some other predator.

He reaches behind him and draws a knife, holding it point down at the ground.] It's called Mu, it tries to reflect the waking realm it's tied to. Events here are twisted versions of what's happening there.

[Something hisses in the bushes and he tenses, bringing the blade up and adjusting his grip. He is ready to throw it.] It doesn't always make sense but that ...cookie thing showed up a bit ago but only the green version that explodes.