Not very. At least depending on her definition of soon. Half an hour on and they will not have arrived still.

Her sexual panic fades away, and eventually she just. Huffs a sigh and leans into him. She's so bored.

"Did you know that I can make teleportation circles. I can. Not right now, mind, I've got the clothes on my back, a knife, and the garbage bow I upgraded to being not quite so garbage. I'll be stuck on potatoes for a while. Again. But one day."

"Is there anything your magic can't do?" he wonders.

"We have yet to find the souls of the people that aren't being sheltered in the dream world! That's a big one that has lots of us annoyed. Uh. We could not prevent the apocalypse, but also we caused the apocalypse with magic, so I feel it was kind of self inflicted. And also we magicked our way into it, and then we magicked our way out of it, so. It kind of evens out. Nobody's figured out how to breathe underwater, I asked. Nobody's figured out how to fly, either, I asked that one too."

"I don't even know where to begin asking questions there."

"Yep. Uh, short version. So imagine the great powers of the world were powerful with magic, and got into a magical arms race that ended in destroying the world and killing everybody. But then, just before everybody died, they pooled their knowledge together to make an experimental self-resurrecting immortality woman to stubbornly claw out a little section of the world and make it stable enough to start resurrecting people in. And then taught her a good portion of their useful magic from the afterlife. Hi, that woman is me."

"I can't say any of the gods I know of are very open to being convinced to let anyone out of their afterlife."

"... Okay. Well. That's a problem. Do you guys have a, uh, dream world equivalent? Thing that catches all of your souls when you die, lets them all hang out together in some picturesque woods and chat out their differences and talk to the living people while they sleep?"

"Not as such, no. Not that I've heard. Some priests claim to be able to talk to the dead but from what I've seen they are all lying or crazy."

"... Okay, so, that makes the earlier killing of people a lot more horrifying," says Saevetei, wincing.

"Maybe their bracelets saved some of them," he says, but he doesn't sound very convinced.

"Mmmmrrrrrrmmmhh," she enunciates, with feeling. "If so, then they will go on to kill yet more people that also don't have a picturesque forest afterlife situation to catch them after they die, so. In a lot of ways that's worse."

He shrugs and doesn't reply. His afterlife situation has never been a topic he's given much thought.

For lack of a better idea, she flops her head onto his shoulder and whines.

"I'm going to steal your world's entire population into the dream world," she grumbles into his shoulder. "My world saving count will be at two, everyone will be very impressed."

She can feel the rumble of the laughter rocking his body at that. "I don't know about everyone but I sure will."

“I’m being dramatic, realistically it won’t be everyone. Lots of people will not trust me or want to take their chances reuniting with lost loved ones elsewhere, or something. ... I do want to understand your bracelet better before I go putting your soul places, though. Since it is very touchy and explosive.”

"I don't think it goes so far as exploding, as it is," he says with a pensive tone.

She sits up from his shoulder, rolling her eyes. “Okay, fine. Since it is touchy and possessive, and will burst your head open at the first sign of disloyalty. There, happy?”

"That's more accurate," he agrees easily.

“Mhm. Regardless, I am a responsible researcher, and so I don’t want to unknowingly break your jealous resurrection bracelet by being too opinionated about where your soul should go. Purposefully breaking it, mind, is absolutely fair game.”

"If you do break it, please do it in a way that preserves the property where I do not permanently die. It would suck to lose that."

“Yes, of course. I will not do things to your soul or your person without full expressed consent.”

"Very responsible mindset."

“Thank you, thank you, I try.”

They'll keep riding north for a while still.