They land in a snowdrift, which Tyzias doesn't seem to mind much. More distance between her and the RA was good, no matter the kind of distance. At least Jade was warm.

"Huh. You have a Flame. That's cool," Tyzias says, like she's discussing different water filter brands instead of highly dangerous, mostly inscrutable magic. "It's... that felt less like a teleport and more like a fall. Bending space?" She puts on her goggles and begins analyzing Jade's flame. Time for some science. No, runic inscription wasn't magic, it was a science, shut up.