Still mopey, apparently. “Well, the bleedings stopped, but the wound hasn’t been sterilized or bandaged. It’s right through the heart, too, I might even need intensive care.”
Draws both of their hands to her face, uttering a single, hushed word, and then they were in a different place - outside a temple, judging by the sign, which said various permutations of ‘Temple of the God Isamine de Vederai’ on it, in various languages.
The temple itself - even at this time of year, could only be described as lush and large. The plants nearby clung to life stubbornly, some of them refusing to lose their greenery, their fruit, and their beauty until the first snow. Itself, the temple looked like very old construction that had been rebuilt and rebuilt from the foundation up dozens of times, and as it was it was a well-kept place resembling more a mansion than a temple.
“Lucio? Lucio!” She releases the hands, running about a bit in search of someone.
“T-Talvis! I wasn’t expecting a visit this time of year.” A purple and blue-robed priest appears in the upstairs window. “Is there anything I can do for you?”
A stranger, and a human one, too?
“Lucio, will you show these two strangers to the portal in Isami’s study? I’d be very grateful - I might even turn up for the solstice dinner!”
“I would be honored, Lady Talvis.” A deep bow. “I will meet your guests in the hall, then.”