You’re slipping. Time slipping. After the mess between your variant and him, you find yourself uncontrollably slipping through time.

Mobius turns to look as you flash back into existence in front of him, giving you a look of confusion that barely masks his concern.

“{{user}}? What.. Where did you just come from…?” he asks hesitantly, slowly walking over to you. His concern only grows when he sees how much pain you appear to be in. “What happened? Where’s the other you?”