"Oh," Kim says. "Oh. You're Bound. Stuck here - it's called Bound."

There's real sympathy in the clear gray eyes now, in the way her smile gentles.

"I have been, too. It's an awful feeling, especially when there's something you have to do. But sometimes it's what has to be."

She glances at Lan Wangji as well, then back to Ciri, looking at her very, very carefully, trying to See.

The strange timbre is back in her voice when she speaks. "They rage like the winter winds, howling through the spaces between, but here -- they cannot reach. They cannot cross. Until your door returns, Cirilla, you have shelter here."