[ there's a weight on her chest. too deep now to try wading back to safer waters. ]

Warden... Typhon... has been trying to kill us for five days. There was task. You know what kind. [ a pause, heavy with reluctance ] Someone I know tortured me. Inside my mind, mostly.

[ mostly. ]

When I am not occupied with other things, I am still feeling it—not in real sense, mind... but ghost-pain.