( Now, to a tavern. She spots one down the road and tilts her head to it in a silent question - there? - coupled with a step in its direction. Redirecting her is easy enough, mind. )

I am intact in body and mind, ( which is not the most illuminating response, and something in her tone says she is well aware that it's not very helpful. Herian has to think, and exhales before continuing on. )

And I suffered no disfiguring injury all the time I was away. ( Which is sort of another element of the same thing, isn't it? ) Though I did... feel the isolation more than I might have, in times past.