Gela, who was definitely craning her neck to check what he's taking notes about, has nothing to say about his shivery script. She's more bothered by the idea of him writing any of this down at all, but concludes, to herself, that more people than herself will be seeing him, so he can't realistically be expected to remember everything.

"My mother had a chronic illness," she supplies, still watching his pen-nib and not him. It isn't relevant to anything going on with her, of course, but it will strengthen her case. "I don't know if I have the same as her. She didn't like to discuss the details of it."

But what I have makes it hard for me to sleep. And it gives me great stress, and it hurts me, sometimes, inside." She is gesturing at her chest. "And I find I don't remember many things, I have blank spots in my memory from when I was sick. Sometimes I think that I'm about to get sick again. It hasn't happened yet, but I know that it's coming."