Well. That hit her like a hammer to the gut. Her initial reaction was to just deny it outright, what reason did she have to trust her? But it made sense didn't it? She'd yet to see anybody from her world at all and the longer she was here, the more she'd begun to wonder why. So for a moment all she does is stare forwards silently, grappling with her own emotions as her hand tightens around the sheath of her sword.

But she's not going to let herself break here, just because there isn't anybody from home here doesn't mean her world isn't still out there somewhere. Right? Maybe it's just denial at this point but it's the closest thing she has to a reassuring thought, one of the few things holding her together right now. It takes her a few minutes to remember that she's standing next to somebody and should probably say something to her...

"I... I see. I was... afraid of that."