For a little while Chloe remains quiet. To hear her thoughts about whether or not the horde on the beach will be of concern to anyone echoed serves as both a relief and deeply troubling. For all the grand spiels on personal journeys and redemption, the Travelers could be expendable. In service of goals larger than, and unknown to, themselves. As oblivious as the city-folk in their own way.

Those who are above the common masses have no need to divulge their true natures, do they? Their true intentions. Why win or lose the game when you can create it in the first place?

Before she gets too lost within her own thoughts, Chloe blinks a couple of times. Looks back over her shoulder at where they've come from and finally to Anders. "If we can't seem to find any assistance, I think I'll go back. To warn people to stay away, at the very least." And if she can stock up on thirium at the temple, possibly more. She might not be able to do much, but something must be better than nothing.

Although uncommented upon, the slight shift in his demeanour is noted. Yes, she can imagine others being afraid of such a power. The way her smile and eyes soften suggests some level of understanding. "If you don't mind me saying so, I think it's amazing. Out of all the frightening things, you're certainly not one of them. Far from it."