[He frowns deeply. He spent the last month never being entirely sure he wasn't dreaming at any given moment; he's not eager to entertain the idea that he might still need to worry about it. But then he shakes his head.]

If it is a dream, it's not any of ours. There's no possible way I'd have dreamt up any of the nonsense that has happened since I got here.

[Though he will admit that if he were going to have a dream about losing his virginity, the way it happened probably is relatively close to what he'd dream...not on a beach, though. Ugh, let's not think about the boar right now.]

The 'why' is that the machine that runs this place kidnapped us from our worlds and brought us here to restore what it calls 'Eros energy' because apparently this world runs on sex, or something. That bracelet you're wearing should have a card on it that lists...ugh. Things you're supposed to do. With other people. And if you don't do them quickly enough for the automata, they start forcing you into it. Like whatever's going on with your vine powers.

[...only then does he realize that she is probably horny right now. Flames, why...]