[...well. She had been expecting the tree in front of her to topple, or at least sway. And she definitely wasn't expecting the creature to speak. But in Vastra's defense, she still has no idea where she is or what's going on. Death by barren, frozen wasteland populated by large, carnivorous, flying predators seemed highly feasible.]
[She pauses at the voice, and realizes with some grim irony that this must be what it felt like when she threatened to eat people. And considering she rarely ate someone, she figures that perhaps she can come out. Cautiously.]
[She straightens up and comes out from behind the tree, still keeping her distance.] Vastra, I am Silurian. [She calls back over the frigid wind.] Who are you and where am I?
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[She pauses at the voice, and realizes with some grim irony that this must be what it felt like when she threatened to eat people. And considering she rarely ate someone, she figures that perhaps she can come out. Cautiously.]
[She straightens up and comes out from behind the tree, still keeping her distance.] Vastra, I am Silurian. [She calls back over the frigid wind.] Who are you and where am I?