She missed the Fen.

Of course she could live without it, but it had been her home... and now it was gone. Sure, she understood why they'd had to leave but still she missed the familiarity of knowing her way around.  While she did indeed like the Caldera she personally preferred the Fen.

Though of course with time she would adapt.

It was afternoon and she found herself strolling through the Caldera, trying to learn more about the terrain, commit it's nooks and crannies to memory so that she might be more used to and certain of her surroundings.