"A pocket dimension..." That's not as foreign to Meja as it might be for some, as several small Realms that weren't part of the Nine existed on Yggdrasil's branches. Pascha had called them pocket dimensions, precocious reader as she is, and the phrasing's stuck. "It must be very isolated indeed."

She gives her temple another idle rub, hoping the feeling will go away soon. "Jeg beklager så meget, I interrupted. Is the ocean here dangerous?"