Amelie breathed out in relief as the hoodie was pulled over her head, eventually moving to get her hands through the arms when the hole was covered. She felt much safer and warmer already. So, she was now wearing a salmon-colored hoodie instead of her mystical-feeling brown cloak. A bit more color than she was usually wearing, but while feeling a bit awkward and blushing a bit, Amelie was fine with this. The question went between Ariett and Andy about what happened to her and how she was feeling.

[color=ded0a4]‘I’m feeling fine, physically. … Um. I can answer what happened.’[/color] Amelie replied, looking a little uncertain. She knew this world was different from her own, but… still… [color=ded0a4]‘My magic backlashed. It’s never done that before and should impossibly be able to do so, but it has, and I’ve learned a bit more about it because of this. It’s a bit unstable for now, but as long as I don’t use it I should be fine. But, using it could save our lives, so I will be using it. It may have hurt my eyes, my vision is blurry.’[/color] She explained to the doctor and Ariett.

And then… they lifted. Amelie blinked, looking around trying to get a view of what was going on. She flinched a bit as they went straight through the bird, and she looked around trying to see the world. It didn’t work for long, as reality tore itself apart. Amelie tried to keep attention, but her impaired vision didn’t help her a lot here. But… there was something there, straight above them.

Amelie stayed still as the explanation for why each person was here was heard. Amelie could understand most of them, kind of. Then, of course, it was herself and the archer. “Fuck’em”, huh. She recoiled a little at the harsh language. There was nothing she could do but breathe out in an attempt to calm herself.

[color=ded0a4]‘Alright. If you don’t care, then… I believe I’m here because an enemy with dimensional magic thought placing me here was a fun way to execute me. Which implies she knew you’d try to kill me for being here. Does the name Penny mean anything to you?’[/color] She asked. Then… she turned to look at the archer with a small frown. [color=ded0a4]‘How did you end up here?’[/color] Amelie knew her own story. She was put into the limo because Penny knew it’d kill her. But, there was no way Kael had the same story, was there…?

On a completely different matter, she was very uncomfortable with not knowing if she could trust her magic, so she was going to try to create an orb, or anything, just a decimeter in diameter if she could right in front of her. She’d also grab one of her Lost House tags from her skirt’s pockets. It’s really just a piece of paper that had her magic charged to it, but without time to set up it was useless. 

She’d try to wave the paper tag through the area she was attempting on affecting, regardless of if an orb had actually manifested or not. There, she’d check to see if she could, um, [i]manipulate the relative objective measure[/i] of the space and time and… anything, to bend the movement of the paper tag to just make it bend instead of the natural direction from the straight wave through. But, very notable, if she felt the [i]backlash[/i] again, she’d stop if she could do so in time. She knew she could potentially need her magic to save lives in the near future, and the risk was worth it to her.