It isn't the most graceful of reentries into the Other Realm that Reines has experienced, but given the circumstances, she finds it hard not to be impressed by how quickly Guenièvre got that door open. Or how out of breath they both are, now they're back and safe in Faerie.

Reines regains her breath while examining the boots on her feet. The leather has scuff marks now, but it is all cosmetic and easily taken care of with a little attention and a little time. She makes a mental note to have it done later, before she realizes that frankly, the boots can come off entirely.

She sits herself down on the grass underneath them both, and begins to pull the boots off. One lands to the side with a soft fwump, followed by the other. When that's done, Reines realizes that her breath has returned to normal, and she lets out a very, very tired laugh.

"Well," she says. "That's the fastest I've ever seen a door open."