Cep walks up to Erryin and hugs them tightly, pulling their eyes from the scene unfolding. His eyes show secondhand pain, and his jaw is tight, but he shows no other external signs of agitation.
Cep lets the Mindscape drop. He and Taeidin find themselves in an idyllic field, the grass about knee high and waving softly in a slight breeze; scattered across the field was a rainbow of flowers, and in the middle of the field stands a small cottage.
Yeah I remember that
"Double [storms]. This...really isn't good."
"Hm. I suppose the time commitment makes it of equal value. Very well."
Asharak snaps his fingers. "There you are. Or you will be, once this Mindscape drops."
"That depends on what you are willing to trade. It need not be quite so dramatic as the trade this one"—he waves at Cep—"made, but you must offer up something of value roughly equal to the trade."
As they turn the corner around the hallway...
The scene warps, and then shifts.
Describe something
"Oh, ok. I understand. Are you willing to pay the price?"