No, there's definitely something not right about this, and it's still feeding into his vague irritation. A lack of linearity, an inability to be concerned with reality being messier and more fluid than is standard, these can only take one so far. It's the subtle but persistent suspicion that he's no longer the focal character of what should be his story. Quite a disquieting feeling, actually. His perceptions seem dimmed and fogged, hard to pin down and easy to doubt. Zagreus means to have none of it.

"Was that any way to treat innocent crockery?" He's aware of a teapot tempest of distress, and prods it accordingly.