[Jean is looking a bit worse for wear. She felt okay, more or less, after the port ended; she thought, then, that she just had a headache. She's used to those, after too many voices crowding her head.
But it's gotten worse. The voices are still there, clamouring at the edge of her consciousness. She can taste food she's never eaten, feel textures she's never touched, smell the air of worlds she's never dreamed of. Sometimes, when she closes her eyes, she sees them die.
She'd hoped, if she just waited, it would just fade away, and she could focus on helping other people. But now, it takes all of her focus not to be overwhelmed.
There are deep shadows beneath her eyes, stark against her pale skin. Her words are steady, but slow.]
So - I know at least a few of us were...affected by Karazhan. I was wondering if we could - pool our information. Maybe figure out why.
[She takes a breath.]
I was in the Celestial Watch, when I was pulled back to the Barge. I think - it's like the galaxies there infested my head.
But it's gotten worse. The voices are still there, clamouring at the edge of her consciousness. She can taste food she's never eaten, feel textures she's never touched, smell the air of worlds she's never dreamed of. Sometimes, when she closes her eyes, she sees them die.
She'd hoped, if she just waited, it would just fade away, and she could focus on helping other people. But now, it takes all of her focus not to be overwhelmed.
There are deep shadows beneath her eyes, stark against her pale skin. Her words are steady, but slow.]
So - I know at least a few of us were...affected by Karazhan. I was wondering if we could - pool our information. Maybe figure out why.
[She takes a breath.]
I was in the Celestial Watch, when I was pulled back to the Barge. I think - it's like the galaxies there infested my head.