She nods quietly at his reassurances. It's probably going to take a while for all this to absorb. But apparently what to take away from this is; as far as interdimensional displacement goes, this isn't so bad. It's kind of meager comfort considering moments ago she was in Willow's arms, in the house of friends who love her, and now she's... very far away, in so many ways.

Tara realises now that she can feel it. The - Rift, that's what he called it. She can feel it in the air and the ground, like how she can feel magic and the Earth around her. Everything feels different and strange and foreign. Not malevolent, but not exactly friendly either...

"Housing? Um, how...?" she begins, not sure which question to ask, just wanting him to elaborate.