It was Kanaya's third day above ground in Exsilium, and the experience was beginning to wear on her. She had expected to have more answers than, but instead her ascent only offered her more questions. The other trolls, Eridan in particular. Her future, and the dubious state it had been cast into by Feferi. Up here there might have been some light, but it was still dark and grey, and also cold. She'd been informed there were some blistering deserts out in the wastelands. Maybe those would be more suited to her element. It wasn't as if anyone else here knew how to glow in the dark--