@devilsvenom a cave somewhere cold
There's a shimmer in the dark space between her and the guest. Apsara (for she is Apsara) has sat for sometime now since this foundling was delivered. It's always sad, when their kind have trouble doing what must be done. So attached to the original, to a fear of... imperfection ... that they cannot bring themselves to affect the necessary change - the violence required for freedom.
"You're safe here," she says to the stirring woman, eyes casting over her. It will be cold here, enough to keep her sluggish and for the strange haze of this dreamlike space between spaces to keep a grasp on her flighty tendencies.
"I adored your recommendations at the store," she says, as if this is just another meeting about town. "I found The Chain quite evocative."