[There's no answer for a long moment as Mio contemplates the question. Was she?]

I think so. My throat still hurts, and it feels... [How can she even begin to describe it?] It feels like I've a lost like... like an arm, or something. Sometimes I forget that I've lost it, and then I go to reach for something or do something, or I remember something. Then it hurts all over again, as much as the first time.

[She's not sure her clumsy metaphor makes any sense and there's a sigh.] ...Sorry, I don't know. I feel like I can smile, but not very wide, and that I can laugh, but not very loud or very long. That's better then when I first arrived. Sometimes I even few really happy.

But I don't know if that's being better, or jsut being distracted.