She shivers, trotting to catch up and avoid being left alone. Death. That was definitely a possibility here, she was realizing. And being left alone, with no power to protect herself, was certainly a way to accelerate that process. In Luceti, even against the Third Party's Shifters, she still had her skill. Here, as evidenced by the fact that she'd dropped her weapon, something had been done to take that way. That'd never happened before. And the more she thought about it, the weaker her limbs felt.

"I...you may...be right. But I don't trust them. Something about this...all of it...points to these dragons being as bad as the Malnosso. If not worse."

Her voice is unsteady, and if he looks at her he'll find her hunched over, arms wrapped around herself as she walks. Suddenly becoming powerless...even with this unknown, erratic energy...it's enough to really cause her nerve to fail. Death here was probably unlike Luceti, and even a week's death was enough to cause her worry. But ceasing in another world? Where she may not reform...? That was something unimaginably terrifying.