Right. Being in a place where that wasn't a problem for however long had spoiled her a bit.

"Go. Promise I won't vanish into the mist and leave you suffering for it."

She's going to have to drop by one of the potion makers to see if they can't render that a nonissue, but that's a problem for getting back into town, and not for the moment. For now, she gets to wait, indulging in the impulse after he's left to lie down and stretch on the earth. Alive. It feels about as far from the threat of the Absolute or the prison walls or the doomed suffering engine as you can get. Eyes half closed, existing in her senses, she might not notice if he takes a while.

Just as long as he comes back.