I should hope. If our rescuers are to be believed, we are fighting a war after all.

[Seviilia watches the way she adjusts herself with some curiosity. Her perception of what was expected of her is incredibly intriguing, and vaguely reminiscent of...something, maybe a memory.

By now, she's self-aware enough that her memories of her past prior to undeath are mostly lost to her, so she doesn't bother to pursue it.]

I am going to explore, I think. Perhaps later, we might share what else we've learned about this place.