[Geez, the people here are getting sharper and sharper, aren't they? Or at least more no-nonsense. Elsa usually tries to save the monster thing for last, to ease them into the absurdity of their current situation, but... seems like she can't do that now.

She sighs, nodding as her gaze drops away from Cassandra in a way that almost seems like guilt.]

It's true, yes. In a month, you'll begin to change, and despite many others being trapped here for far longer, nobody's been able to find a way to stall it, let alone reverse it.