[As Mindfang describes the point in her timeline she was brought here from, the unthinkable happens: Dolorosa finds herself feeling a flicker of amusement, the corner of her lips curling slightly. She’d liked that troll, even if she thought that his sewing skills could use some improving.]

Ah, yes. In all sincerity, I could have made them myself… I have always enjoyed creating my own garments.

[At the question of which point in their timeline Dolorosa comes from, her smile fades, but she doesn’t let anything else hint at how truly uncomfortable that question makes her feel.]

Just a few nights after that.

[And that is all Mindfang needs to know.]