[ a feeling, faint, of a hand closing around you. sealing you in, fingers like bars, and refusing to let you go.

hers, now. this is hers. and to her, he is very special indeed.

he switches to logistics, and she does too, standing straight and returning to him. ]

I know. Still, for now, we’ll be safer here than out there. I found very little food. It’s likely we’ll need to hunt, though I’m dreading how those … things might taste.

[ a sigh. ]

I’ve been stripped of my power. My mana is gone. I won’t be any use to you in combat. At least, not right now. I assume you can fight?