I know. And all at once, too: I feel like I'm suffering from some kind of mental whiplash.

(This at least isn't joking about or nervous posturing: she really does feel completely out of it, like she has a soft head-cold.)

Lup, this sucks. I didn't think– I mean, there was a part of me that was concerned about what the canister had for me but I never guessed it would be all of this.