[She chews on her bottom lip, ripping lightly at the skin in anxiety.] I think so. A few times, lately...

[She can only imagine the poor munna having to eat her dreams, the memories of her hands around her neck, or the spirits--

Mio shivers and crouches down, wrapping her arms around her knees.] ...I'm really sorry. [It's not all Mio's fault, she knows that, but she still feels responsible] We can go to the Center the second we get into town. I can get us a place to stay while you take care of her.