"It's...hard to say, I think," says Dana, following him to the door. "I tend to keep to myself most of the time anyway, but today at work it was like I just...wasn't there. So I suppose it must have been before this morning?" If Dana thinks hard about it, she's been sort of off ever since getting caught out in the rain the previous day, but that sort of unexpected unpleasantness has a tendency to make every problem seem more disruptive.

She shakes her head. "Honestly, I started to wonder if it was one of those Rift powers I hear people talk about, though it wouldn't be a very nice one, if it is."