She nods. "That is sensible."

"I feel relatively comfortable transferring weaves back and forth. It is only that I have had no success in originating the energy. Your Source is... inimitable," she says, with a respectful tilt of her head.

She moves, able to see through the portal again. "A lovely place, it seems. Very alive." Instantly, her face heats; of course it's very alive. It's a living planet.