Felix wasn't really sure he understood, but nodded anyway. He supposed it didn't matter whether or not this made any sense, as it likely wasn't real. In the real world, he was probably comatose or something, waiting to find his way through this wonderland nightmare and wake up again. But then again, he wasn't sure he really wanted to go back. His regular life sucked, to say the very least. 

He resisted the urge to fidget with the glasses; he hated having things on his face. But he wasn't about to break the rules set up for him. If he did, hell knows what would happen.