The cold wasn't the first thing Maya noticed in the ruins, the first thing was how off everything felt. There's a trace ambiance to the world, not musical but tonal. The traces of a living world, the traces of Earth. This place wasn't Earth, and it was very close to dead. So Maya felt disoriented and wrong for a few moments after the sound of the portal wasn't all she could hear.

That was a lot, but at least it was magic of an Angel. Which meant it was incredibly steadying and very nice to hear. Honestly that shift probably made the desert sound more disorienting. White Chain's magic was just so... easy, to hear.

Maya waited around the meeting point for a little longer than her classmates, just to steady her nerves. Before following the little noise she could from the sand-river, the magic innate to that made enough noise she could trace it. And at the waterfall sandrise(?) she stared for a moment before taking some pictures. And looking for something to toss in and see if it got carried up by the current.