Nalia laughed at the way he seemed to fall when the ground changed. “It’s a little disorienting at first, but you get used to it.” Her stance never changed, knowing that the floor did not actually fall beneath them, but simply shifted to the image, scent, and feeling of grass. She took the few steps over to the wall of the house that sat peacefully on the farm to touch the control panel once more. In the next instant, a sword materialized in her hand, which she twirled a bit and let herself get re-accustomed to the weight.<br/><br/>Once more she turned toward him with a smile and a sparkle in her eye. “It definitely is a nice escape. Great place to unwind, to fight, or do whatever else it takes to keep you sane when things get a little too quiet. So, you wanna try your hand at some real monsters? I know a good place we can ride to.” She asked, nodding her head at the horses that ran the small range of the farm just behind her, ready to mount one if he was interested in following her on it. “Or you wanna go back to the bar for more drinks?” Nalia shrugged, truthfully okay with either decision he’d make for himself, happy to help with whatever he wanted to do, making sure he was comfortable in the hotel. Either option definitely beat wandering the too quiet streets outside.