Man, Eris forgot how disgusting mortals were. Shitting his pants--first of all, vampires don't have anything leave their bowels, what the hell was Wells on about? And second of all they were both entirely unamused by this exam, so if his reflection or apparition or whatever it was had a nervous expression, then it simply reflected how done he was with everything. The thought was preposterous, anyway, Eris wasn't scared.
He kept his thoughts to himself, deciding that a response just wasn't needed. Wells' next question did interest him, though, so that much he could offer up some kind of conversation. "The more complex a spell, the more resources that it takes. There were also a lot of mages casting spells when we had to line up to get blinded," Eris shrugged. "Aside from the multitude of teachers, I'd wager some of the more accomplished students helped to set this up. If this sort of exam is typical, then maybe a few days' time, a little longer just to properly plan out the challenges and the possible outcomes."
As for the "shared fever dream" comment, Eris wasn't too sure on that one. He didn't think the blindness was an illusion, but everything else they had experienced certainly was. "I'm assuming each pair is being overseen by a mage or two in a specific section of each forest. They said you would be led by signs or something, so I think if you go somewhere where you're not supposed to, you'll get nudged in the proper direction to correct it." He tapped his hip with his free hand. "It's interesting, to say the least." Not that he knew much more about it, though.
When the darkness lifted from his eyes, Eris was openly relieved, though he straightened up as he watched the clones. Interesting, a sword and a claw, not unlike ones he had used before as props--except he was pretty sure he hadn't used anything obsidian. He listened to the words carefully, a hand to his chin as he thought to himself. Demons of others, what others? As soon as that thought crossed his mind, however, he saw the other clones--Sunny and Varis. Very interesting. He watched Sunny's clone vanish and watched Varis' with amusement--did they know about his messy eating habits? He did noticed that those clones were armed, too. Hm, a fight, was it?
Before he could voice his opinion, however, he noticed the word Varis' guy mouthed. Coin? What coin? "Did we get a coin?" He asked Wells, a little confused. "He mouthed it before he vanished--" Eris cut himself off as he saw the actual Sunny and Varis across the way. They must have been the ones the riddles referred to. Do they have to fight each other's reflections? Eris could probably take on the Sunny clone, but he wasn't too sure about fighting someone out of his range. Maybe the kid could make him a sword or something.
"Interesting," He commented before waving at the other pair. "What a sight for sore eyes. Unless you're the ones we have to 'vanquish' of course." He laughed, brushing his hair out of his face. "If those reflections come back, I'm sure we'll have a fight on our hands." He paused for a moment. "I don't suppose either of you have a coin on you? The count's reflection muttered something about it before he vanished."