She both did and did not. She wanted to discuss it with Elliot her brother, but Ginny worried she would not like what Elliot the Seer had to say on the matter—and the two were often difficult to distinguish from one another. It was no more his fault than her condition was her own, but like lycanthropy, it was still something of a curse (albeit to less of an extent).

"I just want to sleep," she said after a long moment, tears beginning to trail quietly down her cheeks like comets on a dark sky, except less glow-y. "Properly."

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