"I know it is," he smiles, waving with his hand, now, because, well, if Joker hasn't figured out that Xel is in a tree because a tree is the best seat in the house (if you're of a spirit to let the enormously peaceful astral body of a tree cradle you with the rush of its sap for a cushion), then Xel is keeping the high ground. "How's it going, Zhoka-san? I hope you're laughing at them, ne, and not with.