"I thought if anyone was capable of fighting back against an intruder in their mind, it would be you. You've fought for control of yourself before. But since there was no evidence you were even in there..." she had given up hope pursuing that route of rescuing anyone. Ava sighs, taking a slow sip of her minty drink. She hums a few bars of Uptown Girl along with the piano, glancing away for a long moment.

"But yes, unfortunately. There is no real retribution to be gained for the damage she left behind for you. But you're not alone in picking up the pieces."