There is so much she could say. So much she doesn't want to say. Things that only her father knows about her - things that need to stay buried. For as much as she believes in owning her past, some truths would cause too much harm to let out - and what would the point be in voicing them?

So Fever keeps the whole sordid truth inside, and plucks out the pieces that make sense to tell.

"The stone was powerful. Part of something bigger. But it wasn't about the stone - it was taking everything I had." She shakes her head a little. "I was...remembering it as we performed it."

But not all of it.

"It's a long story and a short one. I'm not a good person, Ellen, and back then I was worse. Whatever you think of what you saw, know this - it was necessary."