Meanwhile Sadde's trying hard not to hyperventilate on Temperance.

That is okay, Temperance can hold Sadde in her arms.

She'll just. Cling. Yeah.

Adam will show up and just... sit nearby not being intrusive.

Eventually she recovers enough to say: "We'll get them back."

"We will..."

"...how many? Who?"

"I'm not sure how many, but at least Isra and Gabe and a few others."

"...How about Henry? Any idea how he is dealing with this?"

"They had to knock him out, he was too agitated."

She sighs then repeats, "We'll find them," with more force.

A woman with cat-like eyes approaches them. Sadde recognizes her from Isra's memories as a babyminder modulo some extra years.

"Hello, I am Utara. I am helping with organizing things to help you. Do you have particular needs or wants? Sleep arrangements? Allergies? Fears? I can find someone less inhuman-looking if my appearance is disconcerting or act by a proxy. "

"I am allergic to cats," Adam says agape.

"I shouldn't induce that set of allergies."

She looks up and nods. "I'm fine. I—I want something to do, I want to help coordinate whatever, can I do that? Keep my mind busy."

Utara nods and smiles. "You should look for Veara then. She will direct you to the right places." She gives a description and a direction.

Temperance looks like she is about to say something but doesn't.

She looks at Temperance quizzically.

"Just don't overwork yourself. I don't think Isra wants that."

"I don't think I have an overworked setting." He looks at the ball of light and sighs. "Thank you. For everything."

"You're welcome," Temperance says like she doesn't think she deserves any thanks.

She gives Temperance a hug and goes off.