Annah pauses, as she does not come from a very "touchy" society, but certainly understands a lot of teleportation magic (or tech) requires contact. She reaches out and wraps her hand around Telrim's shoulder. Her touch is unusually warm.

As they arrive, Annah immediately begins looking around taking in her new surroundings. She pauses to look up a moment, as well. She's been to planes with proper skies, but she still finds open sky slightly disconcerting, used to the torus-shaped Sigil curving in and around on all sides but the center of the ring, where the "sky" there is dominated by the view of the Spire. She quickly stops gaping, certainly not wanting to be taken for a Clueless Tourist, and goes back to assessing their position, entrances, exits, and obstacles.

She points at the larger of the buildings they stand between. "That's the place, aye?"