She sits still on the ground of the small cave she's made for them with her magic. It seems a similar circumstance—that he can't leave the Horizon. She, too, is trapped in her own space, but she at least has the powers to keep herself safe, of avoiding that which stalks the forest she's bound to herself.

Standing up, she puts a hand to the wall, holding on to soil; she extends her other hand for Wilhelm to take.

"Perhaps," she says. Wanda wants to move them from where they are without breaching the surface, but she needs him to anchor himself to her. "I had a nightmare, too. A moth inside a rose. Both were dead."

—and as far as dreams go? It's strange to remember it so clearly.

"Hold on to me."