"If Master Huang were here, he'd probably be more than happy to answer all your questions, although you likely wouldn't understand half the answers - he was fond of riddles." Tseng smiled, somewhat nostalgicly. "I wonder what he would think of what I've made of myself." He shook himself out of his reverie and focused on Sheska again. "As far as I can tell, no. Walls, heights, doesn't matter...where I am, they are."