Story thankfully took the help, still somewhat shaky on her feet. Standing suddenly made her dizzy, and she chided herself for not moving slower. It had been a somewhat painful last few days...if there was a well of water or pool in whatever room was..given to her...or some manner of bathing room, with running water, she would have no complaints.
"..Mansion.." Large, luxurious houses, those to accommodate the wealthy men and women of their respective worlds. Did this place belong to someone? Was that someone the one who did this? According to gentle Legolas, this was a normal occurrence..people popping in and out. It unnerved her.
At his question, Story briefly looked at him, and then down. If she was not being punished...then..
"...I was..going home..I was able to return, at last.."