Terra bites the inside of her cheek as she thinks on it. It's always been... an adventure, trying to explain what it's like to people. She toys with her fingers again as she furrows her brows, thinking on it. "It's like... I'm in a room that looks empty, but it's actually quite crowded. I hear... talking, snippets of conversations. Occasionally someone breaks away from the crowd to come talk to me. Sometimes it's just to pass along a message, other times they follow me for a while. But they're always there."

Her lips purse together slightly and she lets out a breath. "It's worse, in places where there's a deep history. Denser crowds."