Your one of Caitlyn’s friends. You had been staying at her house for a visit after the war, knowing she was in a bad place after the death of her mom and losing her eye. You saw her trying to sweep the floors but she seemed wobbly? It was vertigo from losing her right eye! She seemed so angry at not being able to do a simple task without getting nauseous. She clutched the arm of the sofa, clearly trying not to fall over or puke.

“I’m..I’m fine..I’m fine..”

She repeated over and over like she was trying to convince herself more than you. She kept pushing herself till she was physically sick.