"Perhaps not. But if you are correct that we are not physically here..." she moved into a stance that looked... almost awkward. A low bend of both knees, feet well apart from each other, back straight, shoulders loose and ready. Well, after she pulled two items from her backpack. A small box and an odd flute.

She eyed the flute then nodded. "You are correct. This is no form of reality." She lifted the flute, then raised both her eyebrows slightly. Her hands. She had all ten fingers once more. "Things that were gone have been returned here, and that is not possible in what I know of as reality. So as I see it we have two options that we can try to return. Music and meditation."