"Is it on a schedule?" she asks, in a tone of genuine interest, which quite possibly comes off as a little ridiculous given that she's still cringing a little from the sudden bloom of light.
Because it is interesting, the idea that people appearing in what she's pretty sure - between the shelving and the mop - in a storage closet might be something that could possibly be expected. At least, by anyone who didn't actively summon those people.
Then again, he did react to her arrival by casting what she assumes is a particularly potent light spell, so maybe he is the person who brought her here. She lowers her hand a little, squinting at him with eyes that are indeterminately dark, pupils unnaturally wide despite the relative brightness of the closet. "Is this your...teleportation circle?"
She trails off a little as she registers the absence of anything particularly arcane. It really is a storage closet of some sort, and and while some of what she sees is unfamiliar, the rest is almost unnervingly mundane.
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Because it is interesting, the idea that people appearing in what she's pretty sure - between the shelving and the mop - in a storage closet might be something that could possibly be expected. At least, by anyone who didn't actively summon those people.
Then again, he did react to her arrival by casting what she assumes is a particularly potent light spell, so maybe he is the person who brought her here. She lowers her hand a little, squinting at him with eyes that are indeterminately dark, pupils unnaturally wide despite the relative brightness of the closet. "Is this your...teleportation circle?"
She trails off a little as she registers the absence of anything particularly arcane. It really is a storage closet of some sort, and and while some of what she sees is unfamiliar, the rest is almost unnervingly mundane.
What.