"Dirtmouth," she muses. Nothing wrong with that choice, in her opinion. "A comfortable place it was. Ah, and it may be still... I send nothing but solace to you and your sibling, and to Myla. It's benevolent of you to think of others!"

Their answer is very pragmatic. Seer gives a soft, good-natured hum. She wasn't specific enough, that's on her. And the details she got were not unwelcome.

"And then...? What of your future, I wonder?"