"Maker's sake, Fenris, you know I am! Next you'll be asking me if I'm sure that I'm a mage and not just someone who's rigged fireworks to shoot out of a piece of wood!" She realizes belatedly that this is likely not the most lady-like, nor helpful, reaction to someone who she's always known to be, at the very least, reasonably helpful when it came to her family.

She frowns slightly. "I'm -- sorry. It's just that this is all a bit much for me to take in." One moment she'd been in a highly dangerous situation with a good portion of the city being reduced to ruins, and the next she'd found herself here.