"You'll be fine," Kisuke promises, nodding down the hole. He lifts himself up to settle onto the side of it, legs dangling into the space below. The air from down in the space is cooler than the air in the room, but only barely. It'll be good, come summer. In winter, he just finds himself wishing he'd decided to put shoes on first.

"Time isn't augmented down there. It flows the same way as it does up here. It's only the space that's been warped. I don't have a great deal of skill with time-manipulation spells to begin with, they take me weeks to prepare, and being in this place .. we'll just say that there's a limit to what I can do where there wasn't before, and we'll keep that just between the two of us."