Reira ducks her head almost immediately, when Childermass arrives-and she tenses slightly, the literal feeling of any disappointment hitting where it exists. She keeps herself quiet long enough for the others to speak-long enough for Syrlya to explain that no, no one had gone down, and long enough for her to realize that Strange was...Probably the one that arrived outside the tent. Probably. But as Childermass asks the question, she takes a deep breath to speak up, pushing her anxiety back down.
"...She was tall," Reira explains, swallowing. "...There were eyes, on her front, and on her arms...two of them are normal-size, but the other two were big after the elbow, almost with 'paws'," she explains, rattling off her memory of the woman as best she can. "There were horns, too, and little wings...I think she has a tail, too."
That was as best as she saw, at least. But if there is anything else she can do, it is keep explaining what she knows-or at least, what she can guess. "The one under us..." CAN he teleport out? He could definitely teleport far if he wanted, she was sure, but...
"....I don't think he can," she announces, raising her voice as clearly as she can through the strain of it. "....His feelings keep teleporting inside-but he's scared. ...More scared than anything," the girl adds, pointing to a spot on the ground. "...He was there, with them for a second....but then he appeared there," she adds, moving the finger.
"....If someone's that scared, they run. ...But he keeps running inside the same room, instead of leaving it. ....In other words..." She swallows, gauging her current supervisor's emotions as best as she can read. "...I think he's stuck."
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"...She was tall," Reira explains, swallowing. "...There were eyes, on her front, and on her arms...two of them are normal-size, but the other two were big after the elbow, almost with 'paws'," she explains, rattling off her memory of the woman as best she can. "There were horns, too, and little wings...I think she has a tail, too."
That was as best as she saw, at least. But if there is anything else she can do, it is keep explaining what she knows-or at least, what she can guess. "The one under us..." CAN he teleport out? He could definitely teleport far if he wanted, she was sure, but...
"....I don't think he can," she announces, raising her voice as clearly as she can through the strain of it. "....His feelings keep teleporting inside-but he's scared. ...More scared than anything," the girl adds, pointing to a spot on the ground. "...He was there, with them for a second....but then he appeared there," she adds, moving the finger.
"....If someone's that scared, they run. ...But he keeps running inside the same room, instead of leaving it. ....In other words..." She swallows, gauging her current supervisor's emotions as best as she can read. "...I think he's stuck."