[ all she can think is 'same old dohalim' when he talks about his bedding problems. she doesn't get mad at him, like she would before, instead merely rolling her eyes to herself and chalking it up to him being him.

sighing softly, just the sound of his voice puts her at ease — knowing he's out there and he's okay is enough for now. after what she experienced with the incense and law in the beginning of her time here, she's been more worried about her friends than usual. ]

If a mattress is all you're worried about over there, I'd say it's a lot better than here. The people are friendly enough, but... there're zeugles just roaming the streets. Practically all the time! [ she'll have to learn not to call them zeugles here considering they're different in this world — sorry, force of habit. ]

If that's okay with you... I wouldn't mind the vacation. And I only just got here.

[ already needing a break from this place and it's been, what, a couple days?? ]