This is not Samaria and it is not the unpronounceable world Sarion is from either 'cause there's no Jane.
No Mommy or Daddy or sisters or any other ones of them either.
Not a one of the party people she can remember or any ones of those. She can't remember them all but still.
And the door isn't working.
Where is she?
Pen tiptoes down the hall. Oo, glowy rocks. Maybe they're magic.
That is not a human, because it has wings and he's also never seen a human dressed like that. She wouldn't be out of place in Tirion except for the looking human and the wings. That is not an Elf, because there are no Eldarin children, not here. That is not a Maia because the alarms would be up -
She says something. Not in Thindarin.
"Hello," he says, and privately to everyone else - I found this walking the corridors what is she and does anyone know how she got in.
So they go to the door and the guards don't look surprised because he's been communicating all of this, and they go outside, and they walk a nice safe distance away from Himring, and then when he's relaxed a little he says Hi. Sorry about that. I want to send you home but I don't know how. How did you get here?
That is not a thing that should happen to a person. Pen scrunches her wings closer to her.