Daine shakes her head. These woods feel far too unfriendly to be anyplace from her realm. There are some People here, but fewer than what she'd consider normal. She hasn't yet felt any definitive itch of a threatening immortal in her mind, either (though she fears she might; she doesn't have her bow).

"No immortals," Coromotto says, leaning against Nilakshi's leg. "Not very many of the People, either. We're glad we found you."