"Nei, I don't mind at all. Water is an important resource."

She's about to add something else when she feels an unpleasant sensation in her temple, like the tug of a migraine, as her essences tries to reach out to its source. But not finding Yggdrasil, it feels more like the essence of her being slamming against a wall repeatedly. It doesn't seem to be an impulse she can stop, as of yet, but she hopes it clears up... and soon.

Meja rubs at her temple. "It's very odd, this... bubble they have us in. Cut off from everything."