Luz was very much in her feelings right now. She was also only vaguely aware that the feeling of helplessness wasn't just her own, but something that felt bigger somehow, as if it was being made stronger on purpose. That in itself was hard to fight off, because the month had been pretty rough to begin with.

"I feel like you should live in a more stable house," Luz said, thinking on that a moment. "Not that I don't like the idea of a cabin in the woods personally, I love the rustic feel. But it should probably be stronger than that, right?"

She sat in the water a moment, closing her eyes.

"I just had a heck of a month. Beat up a few times, definitely wound up being around people out of their senses. I feel like I used to be able to help people better, convince them to, well, ignore their worse impulses. But somehow, the bad stuff wins out. And that makes me wonder if I'm still ME anymore, if something about me is just...changed, for good."