A second ago she was at work in the temple of Erastil in Sothis, which was actually going pretty okay, all things considered. Now she's in a grassy field with a couple fruit trees and a table and chairs and some notebooks and pens.
This is unexpected and requires a ton of power and is therefore sort of inherently terrifying. And she's alone, and defenseless, and she doesn't know where Verita is.
She mills around in steadily increasing amounts of distress until Hagan appears, just as suddenly.
" - Rána. - I'm sorry, I don't know what's happening - "
She's drying her eyes again. This really does not do much to hide the fact that she's been crying.
"Did you do this? Because if not, pretty sure you're not in charge here."
"In - charge - here? I don't know why we're here or what's happening. Just back away from Cecelia and then you can tell me all about it."
She leaves the - other Imrainai - and comes over to him, still holding her baby tight. Sort of involuntarily looks at the ground instead of at him.
She kind of leans a little. She's holding a baby anyway.
"I don't know anything about the field, I just appeared here. They were already here. The crying's - please don't worry about it right now, it's nothing to do with any of this - "
"Was my father difficult? He says cruel things sometimes but he doesn't mean them, promise -"
"Okay." He goes back to looking at the other two of them. "Who're you - don't give your birth names -"
"Different plane. Why the names rule, before I decide what to give you -"
"If you give me your birth name then I shall have to take you home with me and I already have all the mortals I can feed."
" - I'd like to know more about what's going on before I make it easier for them -"
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