I never thought I'd be able to sympathize with her to that degree, to see the subterrane in all its glory, bask in the unpolluted air. But knowing all of this was my fault as a flag-bearer of some "Takhisis-class demon" or whatever really tore my heart up, that all it really meant to those trapped in these animal bodies at this moment in time knew I'd only be a fleeting visitor that couldn't cure all their woes with my body no matter how much I tried to maximize its potential. Somatic magic is so much for a gal my age.

Why did Grimalkin try to hook her up with that Harpy. . .