[It's all good and fine that Eustace is feeling good—she wants nothing more than for him to be happy, even while they're in this ridiculous place—but she knows she isn't the only one who thinks this is a little terrifying. If Beatrix or Zeta or Vaseraga were here, they would be feeling the exact same way. Confused, scared, and incredibly worried for his well-being.

And his pride.

Even Valo knows that something is off when Eustace smiles like that.]

Uh huh...

[She doesn't sound like she buys it at all.]

This must be the work of the fae. If not the food or drinks, then magic is the only justification for this. But how did they...?