"I guess. I haven't-- gone after anyone yet, though, so I'll probably be fine as long as you keep your distance." Pitiful, she thinks. To be so out of control... her gaze turns down to the carbuncle, reaching forward to touch it with no shortage of curiosity. It's... dense, strange, but certainly not unpleasant. A welcome distraction from the pounding and the whispers, honestly.

"I had thought that-- getting the mask on should help. So far, no dice. At least it stopped cracking." Exhaling a little laugh, Lilja pushes herself up a little. "Would be pretty embarrassing if my arm fell off or something, yeah?" She's trying. She's not very good at jokes, but hey. "You look alright. No... no moon issues so far?"