It could be seen as both a blessing and some sort of curse that she was alone here. There's a frown that pulls at her lips as she thinks of the friends left in Ivalice. At least...they were safe from whatever could be here. She was alone here. Maybe this was somehow the Wood's doing - punishing her further for returning to the Village and engaging the Viera before leaving again.

Yes. A punishment.

Her eyes shut as Fran works to keep calm. She would face her punishment with as much dignity as she could. When the slightly-smaller woman looks to her new, taller acquaintance, there's a soft smile that doesn't quite meet up at her eyes. "How long have you resided here?"