[There's a moment in which Jade considers how much is worth sharing with the other Shard-Bearers. How much she knows about this world could determine what fate comes from it should any of them come across the Shards.

[But this is just one Eventuality, she knows. In her own Eventuality, Silvergrove is already gone. Well, technically, it was gone long before she ever even stepped foot in the village... But does it matter? Maybe in another world, another life, the Prophetess stays, chooses the dream over her responsibilities. It's what she always wanted to do, anyways. The weight of the world's fate was never something she felt should fall to someone as pathetic as her.

[After a long pause, she sighs, pressing her knees to her chest, looking over at the seagulls pecking around the fishing nets set up at the beach.]

I think it means that the power over this place doesn't affect us. [Jade finally answers solemnly, dropping the slurred speech and drunken demeanor. No point in playing stupid games when her tēmī's life in this Eventuality is on the line.] I didn't think much of it the first time I came here, either. I mean, traveling that bloody jungle for days, what else can you expect?

[She frowns, her fingers drumming over her knees.] Now I know it wasn't just a normal headache.

["But whenever I look at you, it's like... like a part of you isn't really there." That's what the "Boy" had told her back then, when he had begged her to stay in Silvergrove with him. And if the Shard-Bearers are all dreamers as well, is that still not the case?]