[Elizabeth's grip on her arms is bracing, and she's grateful for it. a connection that's solid. she breathes deeply, exhales slowly. calm down. she had her hours of panic already. true, she hadn't panicked when she saw Liz's injury, but that was because she'd been prepping herself.]

No. They don't feel like anything, and my vision's no worse than it was already. I woke up and looked at myself in the mirror and they were like this. There's no sign of anything, no procedures done or the like. It just...happened.

[the same way Elizabeth's injury had happened.]