Fairspell Meadow November skies

She felt a little hysterical at his question. "Okay?" she echoed him dumbly, shaking her head rapidly when a locust pinged off the inside of her ear. "Uh, no? Do I look okay? Does any of this look okay?" Wildfire blinked owlishly at him, then abruptly noticed a tense Gavriel in her peripheral vision. "It's okay," she shouted to him, then realized how idiotic that all sounded. A laugh burst from her mouth despite herself.

"At least they're not biting!" she screamed to no one in particular before squinting against the onslaught and redirecting her attention upon Tevinter. "What are you doing here? Do you know what the heck is going on?" So far, the bugs didn't seem carnivorous or anything. But surely the sheer number of them couldn't bode well for, well, anything or anyone in the area.