( Unfortunately for Abella, for Petrana, for anyone who encounters this audio, this time the crystal does catch the vomit sounds. It’s over the ramparts and onto the rocks, so at least there’s no victims beyond the audio (and Abella herself).

She’s leaning against the cold stone, gasping for breath. Looking to the crystal wrapped in a white-knuckle grip, she makes an unhappy sound. )

I’m sorry.

( That was gross, and she rinses her mouth with the bad wine again. )

That shouldn’t have been the final straw, I don’t know what about that made it so much worse.

Alll-Mer, what a mess. ( Not the walkway or her clothing, at least. That’s a blessing. She’s talking about the revelation and her circumstances, though, so maybe not that much of a blessing. Cleaning up vomit would be a lot easier than processing all of this. )

You always hear that “a dream come true” is a good thing. This feels so huge and… it’s just a force of reality, now? But from dreams?