That meant, of course, that besides the fact that Red Robin felt unsettled, Ellyn was irritated. Not at Red Robin, no--but at whoever had actually done this.

"Yeah, I c'n tell," the pyromancer said with a grunt. "Awright. First things first. Ya pro'ly oughtta take us ta where you were sleepin' last 'night' an' make sure everythin's okay there. If you wanna show me where, I c'n pro'ly get us there faster'n you could jus' runnin'."

Despite the fact that she was about as happy as he was with this sudden situation, pragmatism was, again, winning out. Ellyn only hoped--surprisingly quietly, for her--that Red Robin's body was just fine and he had something to go back to. Once they figured all this out.