[Angel's expression darkens, and a bitter taste fills her mouth. Her footing shifts in an uneasy sort of shuffle. Her Mareep, having settled into the grass after realizing that this new person didn't pose any trouble, stands up once more and presses against Angel's legs. It may have been months since Mari had been around her trainer, but she'd never forgotten Angel's tells.]

I suppose if you didn't have anywhere else to be, it would be nice to wake up somewhere. [She shrugs, as if that might somehow take away from the weight of her statement.] You may also find that this world is far more pleasant than the ones that others like you or I have come from.