[It definitely was decisive! Or at least, that's how she let her legs go on autopilot up to this point. That's what she used to do before, back on Midgard - eventually you just kind of end up where you want to go after a while of touring its countries. She always went about things like this, being able to think on other matters in the meanwhile. Yes, she should have been more careful this time, but her Norman brain is crammed full of all sorts of issues: New world, cut off from old one, familiars, magic, have to save old world, no money, no clue what to do but make it work out, and more. She can't even rely on her sister in this pinch. Yet, old habits die hard, so here they are.]
Erm, well, um... [Dodge the question for now, buy time... Her eyes dart about to find some clue they're going the right way, anxiety slowly welling up within her. She raises a finger as she gets more used to her surroundings. They were off to find a field of "Mandragoras", right...? ] I think... [Her pointed finger rises higher in the air.]
It's... that way!!
[Two sets of pointed fingers crisscross in adjacent directions: One from herself, the other her Mavka familiar, who "also" figured out the right way; who do you believe?]
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Erm, well, um... [Dodge the question for now, buy time... Her eyes dart about to find some clue they're going the right way, anxiety slowly welling up within her. She raises a finger as she gets more used to her surroundings. They were off to find a field of "Mandragoras", right...? ] I think... [Her pointed finger rises higher in the air.]
It's... that way!!
[Two sets of pointed fingers crisscross in adjacent directions: One from herself, the other her Mavka familiar, who "also" figured out the right way; who do you believe?]