She smiles, slightly, leaning into his hug. "Maybe forget what happened after, but... not you. Not any of you." She pauses for a moment, then blinks. "Wait. Wait... did... did you say Vorela? She... she survived, too?" She brightens up, and it looks like a huge weight has been lifted from her, and she smiles, slightly.<br/><br/>"The voices... you don't hear them?" She shivers. "You're lucky, then. It.... it feels a bit like telepathy, but very quiet, just whispers. And they're not there if you really try to listen to them. Offering suggestions, all the time. Nothing serious, at first. Just.. little things, like 'go left' when you can't decide where to go. But, then, they started to get worse. 'Lie.' 'Break that.' 'Kill him.' I... I couldn't take it any more, when they got more and more frequent. I started getting confused with what my thoughts were, and what the whispers were. I was so afraid I was going to kill someone I didn't really want to. So, I came to the one place they can't reach me, here."