[It’s strange to see his emotions without sensing them, like she’s trying to have a conversation with her ears plugged but she doesn’t yet know how to read lips.]

Maybe it’s better for them to be in our world than here. It’s like this place is falling apart.

[She pulls out her journal and crosses out the driftwood on the list she made of the quest items.] Do you know what a silverpaw is? [She can tell that it’s a plant, but Gabriel is a healer. He’d know more than she would.]