One step forward

The mention of other places beyond her ken sends her reeling for a moment, jaw dropping ever so slightly. And then her mind catches up; of course there are lands beyond the Greatwood. While she hasn't found any mention of them yet in the Atheneum - assuming that she gets out of the pit alive, there is an immediate spark of interest and wanting to know more. To see more. "Of course I want -" Wessex begins, but is cut off by the shake of Delah's head. None of this is meant for them. So she says, very emphatically. But then - then what happened before the Barrier rose? "I hear you. It's not for me to stay or move in to. I would not send anyone in after me. You know what I am, and that is universally despised. But what about before the Barrier? Did we mix? And is there anything that would let me pass through quickly?" She looks up at the war chief, questions in her eyes and a calm sincerity on her face. The longer she can keep the Fae talking, the longer she has to persuade her to let her live. WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm