Zeetha remained perfectly still, despite the fact she was twitching on the inside. She was fighting against her natural instincts and she didn't much like this place. Although... part of it reminded her of Agatha. And it settled her, allowed her to control her nature.
"I don't remember much from before I got here" she said, trying to track Gil without turning her head. "I remember bits, like my memories are trapped in a fog of some sort" she explained. "I see pieces and bits but the things that make them all make sense are covered in this weird fog"