"The rest I, yes. I recognize some of the shorthand. Phrases. But when they're together with...mn. These. No, I still...context, maybe, but it'll take days, weeks, oh--"

She squeezes her eyes shut, clenching her jaw for a moment.

Is this how it starts? There was a notion that, perhaps, everyone trapped together would wind up the way the concierge and the others of the town were. Is that part of this? Is she--