[ yennefer nods, understanding where the concern is coming from. she'd known - at least tangentially - the reasons for why they were brought here. the level at which they were meant to be saviors, helpers, keys to unlock doors that have been deadly to these people. and then yennefer thinks of ambrose, of the dungeons, of the feeling of her magic, being cut off from her. she resettles back in her chair, the movements and shifting of reaction barely noticeable, if at all. ]

And now that you all have found ways to bring more of us... Summoned- [ an interesting phrase, yennefer isn't entirely sure how she feels about it, but she'll take the option to have a title at all. ] -here, it has pushed them to act on whatever it is their goals with the Singularity are meant to be. [ it's not stated as a question, necessarily, but yennefer watches jolene all the same. nods, briefly, at the mention of cataclysmic magic. it's not far from what she is dealing with back home, the kind of process that fringilla is attempting to use. there is a brief moment of panic, of remembering all that yennefer left back at sodden, but it passes just as quickly.

she gives jolene a sympathetic look at the resignation written across her face, but pauses, curious, at the mention. ] What sort of other avenues? Do you need more assistance?