There are numerous gasps of shock and horror, at the sight of the room, and more than a few of the weaker-willed women suddenly burst into tears. "This... this is your doing? This is where you go, to make your wounds worse?" Jashah asks, somewhat horrified. "It says that you have many, many issues, and that, at the very least, there is still hope, for you feel guilt, for those you have hurt. And that is good. And that... is where we'll start," she says, swallowing, clearly focusing, and preparing to help him, tuning out everyone else in the room, behind her, as she gestures for Draiss to take a seat on the floor, and face her. "So. Tell me. Pick one of them, and tell me about them," she says, softly, reassuringly.