He will never be one to ask about scars; he gets that those unprompted get annoying. It's curious, because they're so even, on each finger, very deliberate. But let's let that go for now. It's the everything else that catches his attention.

Because the fuck is astral projecting, must be some Rifter shit!!! And if there's one thing that Mobius has a particular interest in, it's Rifter shit.

"I can just stash these away until you actually do that whole sleeping thing you can't astral project yourself out of." His eyes squint, like he's working at a very interesting puzzle. He can take two plus two and get somewhere approximately around four. "Morning'll come soon enough. But, you wouldn't be the only one burning the midnight oil. Astral projecting, is that basically letting your spirit wander around while you're out? And then you bring it back in and retain everything that it saw and learned?"