[Need has spent plenty of time in the Moonpaths wearing a carefully-made recreation of her body, so she rarely finds herself pausing and trying to relinquish control of it to its proper owner. This is hers, she isn't possessing anyone. She's not metaphorically looking over anyone's shoulder.

She's not anything to anyone. But Celehar does oblige her, and that's nice.]

Will you be staying in the light, then? The Ferryman's not as far from this little village as they were with either of the old places.