"Pretty sure you're gonna be some kind of royalty soon, aren't you? Your weird blue grandmother thing is marrying the prince of this place, or did I get that totally wrong?"

He'd understand it if he did get it wrong, because this was a whole lot of madness to take in, and god only knew that he had no idea what was going on for most of that conversation, still half drugged and driven only by a desire to protect Steve from whatever the hell was going on.

But he stood up all the same, and started following Steve towards the amazing golden palace stretching out in front of them.