[Fortunately, Tidus has known enough curt and to-the-point people by now that he doesn't let it bother him. No one's at their best when they're trapped in such a strange situation with no warning, after all.

He responds with a thin smile.]

We're in something called the inner-dimensional cloud, or 'dream width'. We're still not sure why, but people from all different worlds get swallowed by it every now and then. Seems to happen in batches. I was caught up in the last one.

We can't go back out to our worlds, so we're going back where this ship came from---a place called Vaikuntha.