[ She sighs. ]

The more I gain back, the more I'm aware there's something I should be doing, but the ability isn't there yet. The casual deaths here are getting to me, I think.

I met Death, in the park the other day... he isn't a figure for fear, not always, but here he seems, I don't know, out of sorts.

[ Ilsa is pacing, and mostly murmuring to herself. ]

I can't see the edges here, and I don't know if it's because I haven't gained that back, or if I've been blinded to them.