There's silence as she processes that, thinking about all she's been through. All she's needed to protect this heart through, and how time and space aren't matching properly. How her head still aches, foggy, when she tries to think further back.

"So, I've been wandering the land of dreams. Certain things make far more sense now." Her eyes shut, and she lays a hand on her partner's side, letting herself be comforted by the feelings that flow into her. "We have to find the source, and wake everyone. Tear out the heart of whatever sort of spell this is...however we can."

Think, Fever. Think, even if it hurts.

"Are you sure this is a demon's work, though?"