It was at that point the full reality of the situation hit her. Without so much as a word Eranah stood up and went to stand outside. Moving to the side of the building she sat against the side of the building. Inside she was downright petrified and sobbing but outwordly she only looked up to the sky. She knew she would be ok eventually, but never before had she been separated from both home and the strength knowing she would inevitably return provide. She may die, but always she returned to the astral sea, reborn to serve Ilmater again as many times as was needed. Now, in a place removed from the gods themselves, she had no way to be sure. The ending of all that she was was a possibility. It was the worst possible thing she could imagine.