There was an instinct to rub her chest anytime she felt the pull of the mask, the memories of the black handprint burned into her skin was still as real as it ever could be even though there were no marks or scars that one could see. Her sleep had been even more restless, at least now she could walk without crumbling to the ground like she was when she exited from the cave. She still felt thinner, her cheeks a bit gaunt from the mask feeding off of her since she had placed it over her face; it was nothing she couldn't handle, there was very little she could not handle as destiny would deal her the worst of hands and she kept moving right through. Though one thing was a bother was how the Eternal begun to twist her memory, finding what it wanted, making her fight to find others that she wanted. There had to be some way to have a better grasp on what was her own and what she was willing to forgo.
She had left the privacy of her Corellian home to make her way to Dathomir to visit with Renfry. She had not contacted her since leaving the cave and left the Empress without much of a story to decipher when the redhead was asked what happened?. In fact, the Eternal was ensuring it found what it wanted on Renfry, twisting the dark queen into a jealous being, leaving Tiamat to continuously question what was real and what was fabricated for the dark entity's power game. She wasn't even sure what she wanted to ask from Renfry, or to even ask of anything at all, but she made this trip, so she didn't want to put it to waste.
The Hawkward exited hyperspace and descended through Dathomir's atmosphere, the pull in her chest grew sharper, but the woman did her best to ignore it. She was escorted by a few of the sisters, leading her to the queens' location where Tiamat would enter.