(It sure does, it really... exposes it, honestly, because their clasped hands aren't hiding behind Mollymauk anymore. Yasha last another thirty seconds, and then gives Beau's hand another squeeze and lets her go. The group hug has long since expired anyway.)

No, it was here.

(Is that weird? Should she be dreaming more of Exandria than here? Yasha frowns.)

I thought... that maybe it was a new island. Coming closer. But it didn't feel right, it felt like everything was going wrong.