Rehtul stared steely eyed at the godlike faun as she threatened him once more. That she would allow herself to disconnect from mortality so completely as to not realize she was in no position to make demands would have been inconceivable even several hundred years ago. The fact that she thought that she could simply demand he go and it would magically happen was almost funny, if the mage were honest with himself.

"Unfortunately," Rehtul said as he lifted a hand toward the edge of the encasing ice that surrounded the two of them, "I don't think that's going to happen."

A white shape flew out from the edge of the ice wall toward the city.

"I'll just have to keep you entertained while my construct gathers the data I need."

Of course that means I'm going to have to fight with my attention split between her, the beasts she commands, and my construct...

A frown crossed the mage's lips as he beheld the assembled menagerie. This world was on the verge of death, and the creatures in this forest were more or less kept here to repopulate if he had to guess. His eyes lit up with an idea that could perhaps save him some trouble and her significant heartache.

"With the exception of Viridian, if he's here, I'm sure that your assembled beasts are all natives of this world. I would make the suggestion that if you plan to try to force me to open the dome, you move them as far away from here as possible."

The dias of ice upon which he stood slowly folded up under him as he sat down upon it. With a wave of his hand he conjured a table and a icy decanter of pure water alongside two cups.

"While I wait for that information to be made available to me, what would you like to do in the meantime? I don't think either of us is particularly lacking for time," he said as he poured himself a glass of water. After an audible sip the cup clinked back against the table. The air in the dome was still as he beheld the creature the woman he had once considered a close acquaintance.

What a shame.