Bella let out a sigh of relief at the sight of her sister and her arms wrapped tightly around the smaller girl, her face pressed tightly against her hair and she took comfort in a familiarity that would never change. It wouldn't matter what times they came from or what had happened, to her, Cissa would always be the same. Would always be her baby sister and Bella would always strive to protect her and make sure she was well taken care of.
"London. And before you get excited and thing that its home, its not. It's London Canada and no, I have no idea how we got here or how to get home. I haven't figured it out yet." She kept her arms wrapped tightly around her sister as she pulled back just a bit so she could see the other girl properly.
"You're alright though yes? Nothing's wrong other than you finding yourself in a place other than the last one you remember being in?" Bella wouldn't worry her about stories of things that went bump in the night there, after all back home Bella was one of those things that went bump in the night, but that was not the case at all there and it made her highly uncomfortable to try to come to terms with that concept.