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.
"We can get all his entanglements which aren't very much down to zero and then it won't matter what he does."
"Some people got sick. One fell off the balcony. Couple of complicated long-term magic projects in progress broke into pieces."
Then she'll tell him something from the Aeneid. It's a little slower and more halting than usual. She's a little more careful than usual to tell it just as it was told to her, as well as she can remember.
It helps. A little. Not enough.
They should go and get the toddler, and then they should all sleep.
In the morning she eats a little of her food and gives a little to Ingolfr.
It won't last much more than a month, she thinks, no matter how much they stretch it.
"We should maybe - figure out something that lets us get food from the court like normal without getting behind."
"I don't - I feel like everyone successfully impressed upon me that I might hurt you by accident but I don't know what you're expecting -"
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