Lyle reluctantly accepted the gap between reality and imagination, realizing he might possess an abnormal talent for seeing the world around him differently. Lyle decided to shift even greater blame onto Andrey's academy-style education; indeed, everything should be blamed on those damned Liches.
I did nothing wrong, I simply blended into this wrong world!
With his mood uplifted, the Plague Doctor gently curved his lips upward, casting a longer shadow in the firelight of Mackenbert.
"The Baron of the Garden did quite well, but that's just it, quite well."
"I should fan the flames a little."