Giggling lightly, Elora separated from Erik's lips, shrank her body, and flew up to sit on Erik's shoulder. Meanwhile, Erik stepped closer to the bed and folded his arms, keeping a close eye on the unconscious, immobile Meilin.
"Well…" Elora began hesitantly as she started answering Astrid's question. "That's kind of the question, isn't it?" The fairy started chewing on a strand of her beautiful crimson hair, as she often did when deep in thought.
"We'll have some time to figure it out, at least…" she mumbled softly. "Her weakness and the dome's connection to Erik's dimension allowed him to pull her in here safely, and as long as she's in this place, any connection between her and the outside world is severed."
