"Mirror map's a good one," Gideon adds, as someone who has only recently learnt to navigate her way around by maps and the position of the stars. There'd been little need for either on the Ninth; the whole nasty place had unfortunately been committed to her memory, and as large and sprawling and labyrinthine as it had been, no map had ever been required. She's still learning, here. And an unexpected ability like this? Not bad.

"Not that I'm complaining. All mine have been pretty on-brand," fast healing, increased strength, a weird cross between anger and battle-fury that comes over her during a fight and graces her with a strange impenetrability that she doesn't quite know how to explain-- sweet. At any rate, Claude should now be in receipt of the confirmation he needs; he isn't alone in his strange experience.

"And I dunno if it'll really be a shame or not. I mean, we know the desert, right? Who even knows what's in a forest," she adds, as she attempts to roll some of the stiffness out of her shoulders, muscles held taught from her continued concern over riding a living beast. It's weird. Not bad exactly, just extremely fucking different to a construct.

"Although maybe it'll have some exciting new monsters who's asses require a kicking."