I was pushing her a lot. I thought it wasn't much, but -- when she bit me I could see something like a memory of hers. Or someone's! I was a dog, and the person I trusted just picked me up and opened a window, and... it was really high...

[hff takes a breath, rakes at his hair]

I think she's just scared of us.

We don't know it won't heal, it's just that one god can't fix what this one did. Let's try to fix it up the old fashioned way.