[Initially, the presence of a mosquito isn't worth much attention; it is annoying when it pricks her, prompting Gwendolyn to swat a hand in its direction, but not long after she suddenly finds her leg becoming tired and harder to move, right up until the moment it stops entirely and she tumbles forward onto the ground. After some fruitless attempts to move, the connection becomes clear; she instantly checks the spot she'd been stung and notices the mark where it occurred.]

This is...

[...bad. Is her whole body going to seize up? She reaches out for her spear, drives the crystal tipped end into the ground for support and struggles to pull herself to one leg. To her credit, she's almost standing!

But she falls again.

The spear even bounces off the ground as it drops and rolls away, leaving her unable to try that again. Help a girl out?]

[The pond shows what her heart most desires; it isn't that she wants to see her home (well, she does) but even more than that, she sees a number of her fellow Valkyries surrounding her body, with Myris and her Father closest of all. Myris is distraught to the point of tears, but Odin is the one attempting to wake her to no avail, shaking her body and calling to her.

She draws a hand to her chest...alone with her thoughts, she looks more guilty than upset.]

(Is it so wrong? Father's never been so worried for my sake...not once...that I can see him now with my own two eyes, concerned for my well being...what's wrong with that?)

[She considers it, but dismisses those darker thoughts by striking the pool with the end of her spear, the water rippling and distorting the image. She can't be happy for someone else's misery.]

This place...certainly is frustrating.

[She says aloud, to nobody in particular.]

[While you're considering whether or not the food's safe to eat, Gwendolyn's already halfway through the contents of an opened bag nearby. She only stops once she realises she's being watched, looking over in the direction of the nearest onlooker.]

It isn't particularly tasty, but it's...filling.

[That's her excuse. her stomach is a black hole, it demands sustenance. at the very least she does extend the bag in offering? want some?]