She gives him a nod. "For a while - it messes with you, a little bit. At least I think it did." But she can't be sure. "Still, if we manage to not let it erupt..."

She didn't see the sacrifice, she heard it. Heard those agonising screams of transformation, the silence before all hell broke loose.

This feels worse than Taravast, because she feels more helpless here.

"You?"