Because it isn't important. It wasn't anything real, just meant to scare us.

[He frowns, reaching to rub the back of his hand over his now smooth, unmarred cheek. It bothers him that it was done without permission, but then again, it's not something he should complain about. He'd asked Aspen to come along for that reason, even if the wound was fairly minor.]

Check your pocket. Do you have a paper telling you to go to the Shadowlands?