There's something dampening her sight. Something like an astral wall. She's not sure, it just blinds her. The corporate experiments begin?

She shuffles back, switching from the astral to the physical, staring at someone in a white cloak. Under it, there's odd clothes. Nothing a corporation would issue their employees. Could be a mage, though, they often had looser dress codes. She snatches at the hand Arha's extending, squeezing a bit in warning.

"Where am I?" Her face twists a bit. It's very easy for her to go from horror and confusion to a kind of confused anger.

She's still trembling, however.