Era has never been good at resting, and if the way she fidgets beneath the sheet is any indication she likely won't be resting for very long. She's always needed to be on the move, doing something, keeping busy, especially during her most trying times. Now, especially, she just wants to be doing something - anything that might get her home quickly. Urianger's presence is a great relief, but it will take time for any concrete plans and theories to be made. Time that her Eorzea may not have if Era is absent for too long.

While not overwhelming, there is still the innate sense of wrongness that she feels under her skin. It leaves her feeling even more anxious to return home.

"...I shall read for a time," she says after some consideration. While Era knows she won't be able to rest now that she's regained consciousness she is also a healer herself and understands that it is important she not exert herself until her aether reserves have recovered somewhat. The best she can do is read one of the books she carries in her inventory for those rare moments she has some time to herself and no desire to rush off to find the next adventure.

"My thanks for your aid - " Era pauses, coming to the abrupt realization that she hasn't introduced herself yet, nor does she know the other woman's name.

"I am Era," she offers.