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"Yes, sir," she agreed, feeling chastened. An invading dizziness warred with the sharp, clear thought that she had made a fool of herself. It was hard to feel anything but desperately relieved and increasingly lethargic.

"My papa's name is Ethan, and I have a brother named Ike," she told the man. "It's been over a year since I last saw them — but I've been lost for about eight months. I tried to go back to them. I must've taken a wrong turn."

Now that she had water to spare, her eyes truly began to prickle. Pale, green disks glimmered wetly in the low lighting. She waited until the tightness of her throat to ease, gazing around at the strange place she felt she must have been teleported into. She could not remember entering this place with clarity.

"Kvarsheim," she recalled. "That's where I saw them last. A pack called Kvarsheim."