She hesitates. Before, she'd be far more reluctant to be so candid, but that bridge has been crossed and properly rotted, hasn't it.

"The impression left," she says. "Between this and...and what happened when we last tried to contact the spirits, I've not...been much but strife, have I. Strife and horrible happenings. I don't want to think of being left behind for my safety, but I, I can't even fully contest it at this point, can I?"