Aeotha stared between the two immortals. None of this was helpful, well it was and it wasn't. Aeotha didn't understand alchemy. It worked in such impossible ways. People that couldn't use magic could.. do things a person shouldn't be able to do. And this, this was a nightmare. Aeotha looked up, but only with her eyes. She felt impossibly small and defenseless here. She could not use magic, she was injured, and tired. Uaine was dead, Líobhan could be killed once she'd lured them to her, and the two immortals had no idea what would happen should they close the gateway. Or how to open one, either, she guessed. Gershul knew how to open one but not how to get where he wanted to go. She couldn't fathom another world even if she was on one right now, it didn't make sense to her. Aeotha was book smart. She'd studied everything her hands got hold of as a girl, as an adult. She still devoured knowledge when she had the time. This though..
Aeotha dabbed at the blood until it seemed to dry up, or at least stop for awhile. She took her hand away from Shantar. Skandra, everything he'd ever told her about his father made more sense now. She'd never hated her father, she'd disliked parts of him, but never hated. They'd argued, but never fought each other. Gershul and Skandra on the other hand... Aeotha felt her lips thinning and tried to control her face. If Skandra fought his father then she would join him, whether he wanted her to or not, but she wasn't sure it was a good idea. They should focus on leaving this place.
And getting any elves, any humans, anyone that wasn't with Gershul out of here and quickly.
"We should think about leaving, at least. And not try to close it until we're back... in our actual world." The words were alien on her tongue. She shook her head and slowly stood up. "We don't want to be trapped here. And the other elves, if there are any.. anyone else that isn't with Gershul, then we should take them as well. We can't just leave them here."
Aeotha was looking at Skandra and trying to read his face. Was he thinking about fighting his father? Did he want to? He hasn't answered her, and she doubted he was going to.