[Okay... not okay. These are words with inflections attached to them which she technically understands. If she's one or the other, then she would be not okay? This is far removed from her usual state. Also, one of her organs is missing from her body.]

You don't seem to understand... I'm not okay, and I'm not not-okay. Those don't.... [she tries to shape words around it.] That doesn't exist for me.

What do you think I should do? I've met a doppleganger of myself, but I've never--changed from myself this way.