Though I have heard that this prison is in another world entirely. That, if nothing else, makes any thoughts of leaving here far more difficult.
[Lexaeus rubs his chin, studying the illusory sky and its watery backdrop as well. Honestly, it's not as though he'd be going back to Hollow Bastion himself.... He knows quite well that those days, that life, will never be his again. But he certainly wouldn't mind getting back to where he belongs now; even Castle Oblivion would be acceptable, at this point.]