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.
Maybe she can try sleeping. It's probably easier to sleep here than at home. Not that it was actually very hard to sleep once she had buildings. Only at first. At first she would just walk for days and days and days and not keep time at all, because she could only sleep when she was exhausted enough to stay passed out while the sand was burning her.
- but that was a long long time ago. She's sorry to keep thinking upsetting things.
This is the best anything has ever been since she died. Since well before that, probably.
It was my fault. Pretty much all of it. But that's - I don't want you to have to worry about anything while you're recovering.
Yeah. Once it has been at least a day since you ripped any of your bones out.
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