Elincia winced. He was right. She was in an unfamiliar place, weaponless and in the dark. There was no reason why she should have done that. In other circumstances, it could have meant death. She could only blame her own disorientation for it and even that, if she were to be completely honest with herself, seemed like a flimsy excuse.

"I admit that was rather foolish of me," she finally said, her voice firm. "I'm not at all familiar with what places are dangerous here yet. Still, that's no excuse." She crossed her arms. "It was a mistake."