Well, there was a topic that Nyx could follow without feeling slightly nauseous at the idea of one's body sprouting feathers. Certain mental images were just not overly welcomed and oddly, that was one of them.

"The Astrals are essentially why everything is happening, technically. No, not technically. It's.."

He actually feels himself laugh, reaching up to pinch the bridge of his nose. Why did it seem funny to him now?

"Gods and dead kings. Somehow it's them that get to decide what happens now in our world, as if it's just a chess game gone wrong."