It's the walking this time that does the trick. Through mist and unformed green and grey til she gets... somewhere. It's different than where she was before, though the memories of the previous place are already hazy. The only certainty she has is that she isn't where she's meant to be. The familiar voice helps.

The scene she walks into is... less helpful.

"You dumb nug shitting idiot, what the pit are you doing sitting there covered in blood?!" Which is probably not the tone one ought to take when walking into a group of apparent ne'er do wells, but even in this strange disconnected world, Sawbones is still Sawbones.