Evenstar squeezes her long-distance girlfriend for a long moment and then exhales shakily.
"I'm just as confused as you. I'm really, really glad to see you though, I — you know how anxious I get."
She gulps in another breath. "Where did you come from? This doesn't feel like a dream to me, it's too crisp and whole to me. Usually I have sensory issues in dreams and I'm not having anything like that at all, unless you count everything being kind of blocky which is not usual."
She looks around at the stone walls around her. "This little area seems to be abandoned and safe, as far as it goes. There's a room with beds and some old biscuits..."
Evenstar takes a deep breath. "Sorry, I'm rambling. Just, you know, real jolt to the system to wake up here like this. I was pacing and worrying and now you're here and — it feels a lot safer, now, I have to say."
She shakes her head and runs her hands through her hair, rubbing them across her face.