[nico just nods at the first part, they can circle back to that.]

Yeah, uh... she died a couple of years ago. Hearing her voice like that, I guess it just... [deeeeeep breath. she almost absently collapses her staff back into its shorter inactive form, as the lingering illusions around--the fog, floating lanterns, fairy lights, smoldering flames--finally start to fade out, all at once.]

Shit, sorry, Dio. [a habit from talking to baph, tbh] We don't even know each other, I shouldn't be unloading my stuff on you like that.