Dragoncrest Cliffs time isn't real, nothing is real, avocados are half off

Blixen asks what she probably thinks is a harmless question but Mallaidh doesn’t want to answer. She doesn’t have a specific answer, anyway and she’d have to think about how often she ended up here. Right now, she can at least admit just sometimes so she shrugs it off as no big deal. It doesn’t happen enough to cause any issues but she does worry and she has compromised the spot she likes to spend alone. Blixen brings that up, too, and Mallaidh smiles a bit, though her eyes are heavy and tired. “Yeah,” is all she says, quiet and soft, as she lowers her head to her paws and tiredly looks up at her.