...there are two of Isabella and she doesn't know what the game is there - guess which one is real? But neither would be real - or maybe Maira found a way to insert herself into the dreams - one of the Isabellas has long hair maybe Maitimë gets to choose the real Isabella or a sub Isabella that'd seem like a game that would entertain Maira - the last hallucination was so good, the last hallucination had the premise she could die, this one is practically guaranteed not to have such a lovely premise -

"Hi lovely," says Standard Issue Isabella. (Boots was able to find that one, she can call her that again without getting a flinch -) "This is an alternate universe version of me with different more freeform mental powers and an actual therapy license. You did say I could wake you up if I could fix it - she's at the limit of what she can do while you're asleep."

"- what's she doing -"

"Keeping you from freaking out about being awake, at the moment. Sibyl - uh, that's the disambiguating nickname your Bell picked - precogged a few things I usually need to talk to patients to find, but that was only enough to let me actually locate about half the associations that need pinching off, and also my method for preventing panic attacks does require me to induce one and follow it home, as it were."

"...okay."

"There's alternate universe versions of you too and she's worked on them and they have been supplying advice."

"...it happened to them too -"

"Most of them, yeah. Differently, and later, the only Arda that's been multiversally hooked up earlier than ours its version of your mother is currently yea big." Hover hand. "But yeah."

"But I don't like leaning on alt consent more than I have to - I don't need a cooperative mental state, just consent."

"If it were the case that you were an alternate universe version of Isabella and the premises of this scenario were true you'd have permission to try to make it less deeply unpleasant to be conscious."

"Okay -"

And a standard introduction-to-subtle-arts-therapy later Boots proceeds.

She can watch a panic attack. She can have a list of associations - Isabella's posture, eye contact, looking up from the floor, standing or sitting or moving her arms -

Sibyl has already heard them listed in precognition and doesn't wince anew.

Boots fixes the panic attack and goes pinch-pinch-pinch along all the problem associations.

"...how long -"

"You've been unconscious for a couple years."

"-you okay -"

"I'm all right."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"How long does this part take -"

"I should be done in another eight hours of work total but I need to split it up because I have a stamina limit."

"Okay."

"I can put you back to sleep in between if you're not comfortable enough yet."

"No, I'll stay up - I want to know the premise here, alternate universe versions of people?"