[ Short and to the point as always--it's a good enough sign that he's not so unsettled into complete silence. But what it tells her is that much of what they're experience isn't an isolated incident, that something is creepy out from the Horizon...or creeping into it. She's not sure which would be worse. ]

"An old friend"...

[ Another pause as she mouths the words themselves as if testing their weight and validity. She finds they hold true. ]

Yes, it did feel like that. It was...welcoming, in a way.

[ She tosses the fire at the creeping tendril, watching it catch alight and pull back as the wood turns suspiciously to ash. It only lasts a moment before the fire dies down. ]

Though everything around it was in a state of decay, it seemed so full of life...

[ Not unlike Solvunn now, hm? That cannot be a coincidence. ]

What did it look like?