[ The revelation that most people have access to magic isn't precisely a shock - after all, enough people in pockets here and there have a penchant for the arcane back home. It's the next part - the source of all magic, the source of everything - that brings her thoughts to a standstill. Singularity. She chews the word over and over like the pastry getting mauled in her teeth. Horizon. Two words she keeps close for the moment, letting Julie carry the conversation. It's easy enough to do.

And there are so many other revelations to happen in this conversation, it seems. Two thin brows quirk up in surprise, a muted emotion beneath the spark of interest that she shows. ]

Three years ago isn't so long in the grand scheme of things. [ Few years at all for an elf. But the point - that this woman isn't from this land and has been absent from her home for so long - is more than disturbing. It's unacceptable.

I can't remain here that long. Not when my target is so close-- ]

But it must feel like forever when this place isn't your home. [ Another mouthful of pastry, considering as she chews. ] Have they not sent anyone back? Is there truly no magic that will reverse the summoning?