Thanks for not sugarcoating it. I wouldn't have believed you if you'd tried.

[Blake smiles faintly in reply, although it doesn't last, even that simple act making another wave of fatigue roll through her. She doesn't know what she thinks she's doing, standing here looking up at the tree like she's prepared to march back into Wonderland herself when she can barely limp along, but just sitting around... even now, it doesn't feel right.]

Ferran told me some, but if there's anything you can offer, I'd welcome another perspective. I'm... not sure where I was going. If I'm being honest, I'm not much help to anyone like this.

[But she has to do something to help.]