"Earth. Australia. Or..." She reached into her pocket. "This is the cloak I wished I had when we were there, by the way."
She held up a small metal vial with a screw top. "There's about half an ounce in here. Handle with care, and if the wrong person gets any, ask around for a mage, most of us have spells that will extract poison. My adopted mom can do it, if nobody here can."
Anna held it over. "That's for helping me out back there."