Terenia does not go far, backing into the woods only until the circle of worried onlookers disappear behind the trees. Once she is safely out of sight she closes her eyes, concentrating on her human form. As the morph progresses an internal battle is raging inside her head, one that, for once, Efaen has nothing to do with.
They're actually trying to help me.
Yeah, so that you're in their debt. So that they can use you.
Ossanlin almost died going after the turelek.
He is an Andalite. He can't be trusted.
But look at what he did! And what about the humanoid - Parker? What about Corliss?
At the thought of Corliss, Terenia's internal monologue grinds to a halt. He, at least, she can feel grateful towards without worrying that he intends on harming her in the future. Still, a small, insistent voice warns her that such a level of comfort was exactly what would lead to her being hurt again.
Fully human, Terenia finds a felled tree and takes a seat, holding her head in her hands as she tries to sort through the barrage of emotions.