[Brett continues to be one of the more normal people at this party! He arrives with his husband, looking both far better rested and fed than he did at the end of his own game, and also slightly shellshocked at the size of the crowds here.]

There's a lot of people here. More than a few other groups' worth.

[And he definitely sees folks that he doesn't recognize from the big gathering of those from the previous rounds that Cypher brought in...it's unnerving. Implications unsettling. Don't love it.

Of course, the multiverse is a big place. Maybe he shouldn't even be that surprised? He gets past it fairly quickly, at least, and starts hanging around almost like it's an entirely normal party. To strangers, he smiles and offers a hand.]

Hi, I'm Brett. [...] So, you've...been through one of those things, too?

[Look, he knows well the value of trauma bonding, but he's never really experienced it on this scale!

For roundmates...well, most likely it's not literally the first time he's seeing you since the game. Though he's not one of the people who was looking for an escape from his own world, he's used to regular travel and has probably gone out to visit folks several times. Maybe he's even provided some of you a nice, normal place to stay for a little while? He's got that cabin out in the woods now, and Whitetail is pretty much behind him anyway, so he can host a little bit of weirdness! Still, even if it hasn't been that long, he's glad to see (most of) you again!]

Hey! You made it! Whose...whose party is this, anyway? Cypher doesn't really seem like the aluminum foil snowflake type.