Sometimes it's too hard to remember all of it at once. Sometimes you have to pick something small and focus on that so that you don't completely lose your composure while sitting in the office of the head healer; sometimes, you have to point out the wrong spelling of a name and watch as it is painstakingly corrected. Gela feels a great squeeze around her chest, an invisible fist clenching. It loosens up as she's allowed to sit in silence and breathe.

Her voice is still tight when she speaks, stressed. "I've been trying to do my own research for a while now. I've seen a lot of healers but — I never told them anything, so they could only help so much. None of them could find anything the matter with me. They all turned me away."

She doesn't get it. Strange is different, though. "I would appreciate that. I'm sure you'd find something I missed."