When the teleport first happened, Bessie wasn't in a good place. Not physically; physically she was actually fairly safe and the ghosts seemed content to leave her alone. No, what she struggled with was far more mental. One moment there had been light and Dahlia was talking, then the next moment it was silent and dark and it made Bessie's heart drop.
It wasn't often brought up, usually people tended to focus on Avery's clinginess instead, but Bessie wasn't much better off. Similar to harpies, minotaurs were a social species. They're herd animals at heart that are supposed to live in moderate sized, close knit communities. She might not have been well learned, but her heritage was one thing that Bessie *had* done research on and she knew enough to know that being separated from the others wasn't good for her. Those were her friends, her family, her herd. It didn't matter that she never grew up in a minotaur commune, it hurt to be away from them all the same.
