I feel the same as ever. Just... [There's a pause, as she seeks to put sense to her visions, violent shards of life from across the multiverses, a million species she's never met.]

Say you're watching a movie. Except every few seconds, or even minutes, there's a smash-cut into a different show. You've never seen the show before—or even the species of the actors. You get a couple seconds of the most thrilling part—and then suddenly, you're back watching the other film, like nothing ever happened.

It's like that. Every minute or so, I feel like I'm getting a-- a piece of a highlight reel from some other world. There's no warning, it just--[electricity crackles down a tree, exploding the wood with pure energy, fire igniting every piece of dry shrapnel. A group of nearby bipedals, with snouts like anteaters, gasp collectively, shrinking back. After some time, they gather up their strength to draw near, watching the fire sizzle in the rain. Amonga's essence, theirs to claim]--ugh.

[It takes a moment for her to recenter herself enough to finally touch a finger to her head, and smile.] Like that.

Do you want some tea? I think I'm going to make some tea.