And the vertigo ends and the world stops spinning in more than one place.
Jean finds himself in what is obviously a meeting room. Surrounding by very obviously important looking people.
Not to mention two...
"You'll get your me back sooner or later. And my you is scared of me."
"Uh, maybe we can help with your us problem and even if we don't it's not like we don't want you around."
"It's -- not something that can be made right. And your me won't want me around."
Squeeze. "Even if he doesn't and we can't convince him. It doesn't mean we can't come to an agreement."
Kiss. "We love you."
"I -- don't ever want to have to ... be away from you like that again. I don't mean -- I know I probably will have to -- but oh, christ, I don't want to."
Squeeze. "Even when you have to. We will welcome when you to comeback."
"I -- want to believe that."
"It's okay if you're too scared to. We will prove it to you the long way anyway."
Cling. "I love you. You're incredible."
"No, you just don't know..."
"...how lovely you are."
"You're both quite mad but I love you."
"Would you say that we are mad with love?"
"Heeey. I just realized that you haven't seen any of Felix's art yet!"
"Felix makes art?"
"I do! Well, I cheat because one of the magical benefits is enhanced skill at arts and I can control metal. But the result is still pretty."
"Let me show you my workshop!" They pop.
It's wide open space, with huge window to a walled garden. The place does not immediately looks like a workshop, too white and clean and only hard-to-regonize tools.
But there are various piece of art. The vast majority made of metal, with no constraint with regards to materials and possibly even structural integrity. There is a diverse mix of statues of people, abstract shapes, kinetic and sound sculptures and some that are hard to classify.
Felix teleported them in front of a very abstract sculpture of a woman with a bird on her shoulders, made of impossibly thin and precisely shaped wires intricately woven together. The threads converge to her hands in a way that is very dynamic, from one angle it could be a scroll and from another it could be threads being woven together.
No one would be able to guess, but there is something about the posture, the hands and above all how the woman appears to be almost explaining something to the bird that is very obvious to Jean. And deliberately so.
"Felix had to think for a long time until he could come up with something that satisfied Zari's sense of plausible deniability and the other you sense of aesthetic. Officially the theme of this statue is a prayer about unusual creatures."
"Baruch Ata Adonay Eloheynu Melech Ha'olam. Meshaneh habriyot." Felix recites. "It's written around the statue, but it might be easy to miss at first glance."
He is looking at it through tear-filled eyes like -- well, a lot like he looks at the Felixes, really. Like it's the most wonderful thing in the world and he can't quite believe he's allowed to lay eyes on it and is torn between completely losing himself in adoration and spending every instant utterly focused memorizing it so that when it's inevitably taken away from him he can sustain himself off just the memory for the rest of his life.
They let him be. This reaction is not completely unexpected.
"Maybe I should've started with something not as strong, but I was sure that you'd notice this one moments after we landed here." Squeeze.