Before he could even see again, Klein's left hand was already around his bow. He knocked two arrows and had them drawn level when he heard a familiar voice telling him to stop. Klein blinked, and finally he could see his surroundings. He was in some kind of grove, in a circle of turquoise light. In front of him were a huddle of figures, prominently a figure in white robes with a hood he did not recognize, but behind them stood a few familiar faces. "W-what?" Klein put his bow down, loosening the arrows as he did. "Roy? What happened? What…?" It was then that the Eturnian realized how shaky his legs were. He stumbled forward a bit, before collapsing into his commander's waiting grasp. The crimson haired Lord helped the man to his feet, before clapping him on his shoulder.
"It's good to see you again, Klein." Roy smiled at the new arrival. "Although, I guess you only saw me not maybe a minute before." Klein was very confused at this point. He took another moment to figure out just what was around him; General Cecelia, Shanna, and Fir were all a few feet away, smiling and coming towards him. They all greeted him like old friends who hadn't seen him in forever, the way Roy had. Beyond them, the hooded person he had seen before was walking away, but stopped for a minute to talk with another ivory clad figure. The young man nodded, and started towards his direction as the person in robes kept walking away. "I'm sure this is all confusing." Roy continued, as he let the come up and get their welcomes in. Roy turned to the man walking his way with a smile. "This is Klein, Alfonse. Best shot with a bow I know."
"It'll be good to have him then. We need all the range we can get." The man named Alfonse replied. He worked his way past the women surrounding Klein and put a hand out. "I'm sure you have some questions, friend." Klein hesitated, looking around at the people around him. He had been with most of them just a moment before, on the Sacaen plains fighting Bern's allies. Now they were here, acting like they hadn't seen him in a long time. And then there was this other man, indigo hair, with strange gold adornments on his armor. Wherever he was was strange, to be sure. But he looked one more time at Roy, who looked completely at ease, totally comfortable where they were. He nodded to the Eturnian. Klein took this as the last conformation he needed, and gripped the hand extended to him. Alfonse smiled, and motioned for the blonde to follow him.
"So…I'm dead?!" Klein shouted, feeling his face draining of warmth out of shock.
"No! No." The hooded figure from before, Maxwell, responded. He held a cup of tea in his hands, poured from the same pot as Klein's, and was doing his best to explain what was happening. You would think after doing this dozens of times, he would get better at this. He looked to Shareena, then Roy for help, but both just urged him to keep going. "We…there's a theory that some of us formed as to how people come here." He took a drink of tea, and encouraged Klein to do the same. "You see…I've been here for several months now. Brought a lot of warriors like you through that portal. A lot of them don't remember what they were doing before they were brought here, but some of them do. It seems random, to be honest, but I have noticed..."
"The ones who remember can all agree on one thing." Sharena interrupted, shooting a look at Maxwell that scolded him for droning. "All of them were in the middle of fights before coming here. And they were all losing, badly. We think that when Maxwell is summoning people, he's taking them from their worlds just before…well, their stories end." She rubbed the back of her neck and looked away from Klein, knowing how stupid it all might sound. She wasn't very good at explaining this either, honestly. "So...we don't know what happens when people choose to go back, but if you don't want to stay we can't make you. It's easy enough to send people home from here."
Klein took another long drink of tea to compose himself. Dead? Dying? It was a weird feeling for sure. And what about HIS Roy? The one sitting across from him now was apparently from another version of his Elibe, one where THEIR Klein was still very alive. Maybe, he really hadn't asked this Roy. This was all so sudden. "Are...are my parents here?" He looked at Roy as he spoke. "Have they come through yet?"
"No, Lady Louise and Lord Pent have not." The young man straightened himself as he spoke, running a hand through his hair. "But you'd be surprised who has."
Klein's mind was settled. He stood up from the table, facing Maxwell and the other Lords surrounding him. "With your allowance, I will help you in your struggle." He said with a bow, quickly snapping back up. "I will stay with you, until you release me. Then, what my fate may be I don't know. But until then," He turned to the robed man, "if you could please lead me to where I'll be staying."