"Wha - where are we?" The sight of the forest, vibrant with life and completely unfamiliar, takes Ffion by surprise. She shoves away from the foreign wizard, landing painfully on her backside as her sore ankle buckles. "I don't know," he says. "Where's Rhydaber?" Ffion fights back panic. This is not what she had expected. "A long way away." "Take me back!" She pushes herself up to sit on a fallen tree. "Now?" "Oh, um... No, maybe not." She looks aside, embarrassed by her panic. "So we wait?" "Yes." It is somewhat comforting that at least he sounds like he knows what he's doing.