[She's shook up worse than a can of Mountain Dew that's rolled in a truck too long. Richie puts a hand to her shoulder, hesitant and still firm. He's a solid force, measurable and distinct. Maybe the only truly familiar thing in sight while her head's still askew.

Oh boy.]

Okay, that's good. You know I'm here to help, right? [He frowns. Castle of Lions. Sounds like a real shit zoo, but she's mistaking Thesa for it so what does he know?]

We went to look for the missing people in Josa Forest. You went native. You're not some flower girl, okay? Your name's Allura and you used to be a princess, and you live in Wyver.