[Honestly, that was probably for the best. She'd lived day to day for so long, because someone could be killed and that was it. It was the same here in a few ways, people could just vanish. But back home there was...the moment. There was surprise attacks, but normally she had a chance to try and stop anything from happening, to cling to the lives of the people she cared about just a little bit longer.

Here? They could just fade away.

But Tater was happy with his pets, instinctively cuddling up. Why sad? He here!

Though he did settle again as the fae slumped. The words sinking in.]

Thank you. If... If I did go back home I'd forget about them. So I'm glad someone could come and make sure they got fed.

...Have you looked after animals before then? [If he was offering out of the blue.]