Sun Mote Copse Undo

Wraen tilted her head to the side, listening patiently to Bronco, who was trying to make sense of the situation he was currently in. Unfortunately, she did not have any answers. This was her friend's party and she knew as much as he did. One thing she had learned over the course of these three very odd days was that it was pointless to seek any logic in what was happening. Briefly - the only rock-solid thing about the afterlife was that it was a total chaos and anarchy. Once you accepted that, you took things as they came in stride. And enjoyed the process of simply having a fearless existence. 

"I am glad to see you too, kid," she smiled at him, imagining, how very awkward this would have sounded, if she had called him that, while facing that all grown-up tall and scarred macho-man. Maybe not that weird at all. Kids were always kids to their parents and the same applied to their aunts. "This is your party - you decide, what happens or not," she replied, looking around and recognizing the area in Sun mote copse, where they all had lived a long time ago. "Except any ties to the reality as you knew it no longer exist. So, while you can shift and change the scene around you, I am afraid that this won't affect the world beyond the veil," she gave her five cents.