"It's lovely to meet you, Anders. Despite the circumstances." She gives his hand a squeeze in return, grateful for his presence, his agreement and his merciful lack of any further questioning. "Yes, absolutely. I'm not sure how authoritative they may be but there are beings at the temple we could alert?"

Though she isn't sure how much they might be able to do, exactly. Or how much they might care. Though that's too dark a thought to linger on for too long. As is the thought that the undead crawling out of the sea may be part of a grander test of character. Or perhaps a punishment for those who defy the lure the skull seemed to have.

"Oh, no. I'm fine. Please don't worry." Still, she glances down to her arm to make sure it appears nothing other than human. "And you? You're alright?" She looks him over for any obvious signs of injury that she may have missed before. "Are you tired from using your... abilities?" As it seems better to let the man himself to give the precise terminology rather than assume.