[ Seeing his face serves to only confirm her fears. There's the same confusion there that she saw briefly on the boats, similar to what she saw on Percy's face as well. Her stomach sinks, fingers curling into tight fists against her legs. ]

I don't know, I... [ How the hell did this happen? How are they so far apart from each other? ] Vax, we─ We already killed the Briarwoods, we freed Whitestone. But after we got back to Emon a group of ancient chromatic dragons attacked the city, killing Uriel and almost killing us.

[ There is more, so much more, but how does she tell him that she died and he sold his soul to a god? How does she tell him about Tiberius and Draconia? About how Percy died? About Scanlan? Her head spins, uncertainty clawing it's way up her throat as she continues. ]

All of that, it was a while ago for me. The last I remember we were heading to Marquet.