Lenne had forgotten just how invigorating magic could feel, and shivered a moment as the spell washed over her, rapidly healing her minor bruises and scrapes. She'd also never seen anything quite like what Yuna had just done with the dresspheres. It sparked a vague memory, but she couldn't place it. She took Yuna's offered hand with a smile, and slowly stood, smoothing out her skirt once she was steadied.

"I've never seen such an expert wardrobe change," she complimented, her tone definitely curious as to what exactly had just happened.

"It's not an experience I'm eager to repeat," she agreed. She was not a fan of snow to begin with, and much less without proper garb. Avoiding the wormholes was a given, at this point.

And there was the question she'd been expecting, and the one she was the least sure of the answer. "I... have been fine, I suppose," she answered as truthfully as possible. "And you? It seems that so much has changed here, and that so much time had passed, but it feels like I was just here."