It does seem a bit dramatic for a Rift Enchantment. "I would have found you doubled over under a tree," Greta guesses, wrinkling her nose. That's assuming it would have kicked in immediately. She's not really sure if that's how it works. It took her a while to notice her own Rift thing, but then again, hers is a bit more subtle (if not downright vague).

"Oh, good," she says in response to the tidbit about Gabriel. She'd thought he might be able to help on that front, but hadn't thought to ask for a follow-up after the Balladeer had been to see him. "Though - hang on, does he turn down the volume on everyone?"

Drinks made, she carefully carries over both glasses and the requisite muffin, setting the whole collection down on the coffee table. "I mean," she clarifies as she flops back down on the couch, "is he turning down himself, or turning down you?"