[It is fairly subtle- barely enough for Garry to pick up on at all, in fact, before he subconsciously dismisses it. He's so frazzled, anxiety filling his head up like static, clearly he can't trust his own emotions right now.... Especially with the reality-defying sight in front of him. He watches the cloak flutter about for a second with wrinkled brows before snapping out of it.]

Ah- I would like to think so... [Just... don't look at his limbs... that should be fine...] Rather, I can understand a little how it feels to suddenly arrive here...

[Which reminds him-] Have you been told if you're a shinki or a god yet?