Gramps doesn't think this place is related to home, really, [Blue comments, sensing Red's hesitance and worry on the matter.] He thinks the stuff that shows up here is just like, an illusion, or something. Not the real things.

Makes sense, right? After all, Mt. Silver sure doesn't have a marketplace inside of it!

[Blue laughs off both the casual mention of his gramps-not-gramps and of the weird illusory nature of the place without acknowledging any of it, and instead needles Red a little more on the chattiness.] Hey, don't gimme that Espurr in headlights stare, I'll come with you. Sheesh, you're lucky I'm such a nice guy...