[As Law blindly charges towards her, Shionne takes a step back. It's natural for her, considering how much she dislikes actually hurting others. She can't help the flash of pain on her face though at the realisation of both that her thorns are a real issue and that Law isn't someone who can touch her.

And then his words pierce through her self-pity and she frowns, confused.]

What are you talking about? We were on Almeidrea's ship. Rinwell was talking to her and then I was here. What jungle? Who?

[The more she tries to make sense of his questions, the more upset she becomes, because none of this—this world, his word vomit, their situation—makes any sense.]

You haven't seen Alphen then?