[ No, they're definitely not on the same page. She's still new to the world, to exploring and using her own two feet (hooves...satyrs, smh) to take her where she wants to go. She's traveled riverbanks, forest trails, city cobblestone and - well, sporadically, maybe something else gets her to her destination. She suspects its the Siphon - the relic neatly tucked away in her bag, but that theory may be out the window.

The sudden change of pace was like taking a breath. Hers was gone, a gasp spilling past her lips as her footing nearly does send her toppling over. ]

You can do this too?! To shift between distances!? [ It sounds like some old-timey way to word things but... #templegirl. ] Are you - That's to say - do you serve Erodyn..!?

[ Sorry, she was still a girl who found a tightness in her chest - like some answers or divine intervention was being offered. A sign...? His cursing snaps her from her narrow-minded focus to him, to gaze off in the distance. ]

How far..can you get us from here..?