“Hmm .” Kire thought it over as they drove the wagon back through the city. “I think we need to take these back first, yes. I don’t like the idea of leaving behind what we bought.” At his other question, Kire paused thoughtfully, a part of her wishing she could recall all of Daryll’s rambling theories. “Hm. Yes. It takes so much. Traveling between worlds takes a huge amount of energy, especially. And it’s not like that shadow-walking thing you can do, where you’re whole and moving through it. Every time I open a portal, it unmakes and remakes me. It’s like walking through a tornado.” She frowned, both at recalling the sensation of her portals and at her attempt at explaining it. 

“The power that I have draws energy from the latent potential in my dragon-blood, the same place that gives me that superhuman strength. And when I get severely injured, it helps speed things up, or keep me alive. If I use up my power for one of these things, it limits my use of the others and taxes me. So, hopefully, we don’t get into any brawls while we’re here, hm?” she added with a smirk, glancing at him. She paused again. “You said you’ve never been outside the desert. Aren’t you freezing?”