in the crystalline knowledge of you

Avantika was spiraling down as she stared at the crystals. Her thoughts were bouncing off of the walls of her mind, slamming painfully and multiplying each time. There were so many things to worry about, chief among them: What was going to happen to her? She felt like an idiot. She didn't really blame herself; it had been an innocent mistake. But she was too scared to think rationally.

Audra's voice cut through the fog. She took a deep breath and pulled her gaze up to the girl. "I--I think so. Just itchy." And terrified. She didn't answer Audra's next question, which was answer enough. Instead, she returned a question, "You? Are you okay?" She had to focus on something other than the itching and the worrying. Had the crystal given her a disease?

Was she going to die?

"Speech"