[ the worst of what's ailing her is dealt with, really—it's a temporarily weak constitution that has her struggling to stay upright, more than anything. but she's walking just fine with the cane. ]

... Most of it, I think. The dreams and the mirrors. Bonds. Witches and monsters. Different Fódlans, dependent on my gender, and whether that child did what Seiros wanted or made a choice. How am I doing so far?

[ hubert it has been such a long day. ]