Once they were out of the Hedge, Sasha was relieved. She was not the type to go into it looking for anything. The Dancer had found the way back with the help of Circe and Ingrid and now the wind down of what happened. It seemed that Ingrid would be excusing herself at that point, but may or may not end up joining them at Funderland at some point.
Taking a brief pause to pick up some pie or cake, whatever the children wanted, they headed to the area full of picnic tables at Funderland. Circe seemed as eager to know what happened as Sasha did. Once they were settled, the Fairest sipped her coffee but didn't take a bite of French Silk pie yet. It was indulgent for her, and well deserved after that trip.
All the while during this entire adventure, Sasha wondered what was so special about these two kids that they were Taken to begin with. Not everything was apparent; sometimes it was just by the worst luck of the world.
Looking to Circe, the Dancer raised her brows, wondering if she had any pressing questions first.