... Can't say I am, I guess outside of this headache.

Actually, I don't feel much of anything at all.

It's... kinda nice. Real quiet. Like... the whole world could pass right on by and it wouldn't even matter. [And as much as she understands that this sort of thinking and speaking is weird for her, some part of her does like the quietude. She likes the relief from the storm of emotions that's always kind of been there. She doesn't have to care... she doesn't have to do anything. She can just... rest.]