[ Oh this is... worse?? Somehow?? Than she'd imagined the alternative would be??? Once again, she's made pressingly aware that she's the world's worst hypocrite for being put off by this, but seriously. The rule of Oberon out there and Vortigern in here is so consistent and fixed in her mind that having it overturned would be a whole lot to adjust to even under the best circumstances. Which these are decidedly not. ]

I... don't know if I could handle any food right now. [ Which is both completely true and also extremely handy because it means they absolutely don't have to get into the ways in which neither of them should be anywhere near a kitchen. ] But going to see a doctor probably isn't a bad idea.

[ She's not in any pain and when she'd washed up this morning, she'd inspected that spot on her thigh so closely it'd made her vision swim but her skin was untouched - as if nothing had happened in the first place. Whatever's wrong with her is clearly all on the inside.

Which is, of course, exactly the problem. ]

It's just... how am I supposed to explain what happened? I mean, I know I could just lie about it [ the world's biggest understatement ] but how?