Sandry turned her head a little, as ... Sandry? rang out ... in her head. Her eyes widened, and her mouth opened in a bit of surprise. In her head? Who was talking to her? She had spoken with Lark, just once, that way. Mind to mind, through their magic, but she didn't recognize the voice. ... Who? She sent back through the tentative connection she could now feel. Actually, the more she explored, the more it became evident that this was more than just a thin thread of magic connecting them. And it was full of pain.

"...ah, ow..." Sandry shook her head, trying to clear it of someone else's pain. That was when a voice addressed her. A voice not in her head, thankfully, and she looked, to see a young man. Maybe even a boy, he looked young, that was for sure. "...I think... I'm sorry. Yes, of course I'm fine. Are you okay? I'm afraid I have no idea where here is... could you help me?"