Valdis can argue that hallucinations have the potential be quite unpleasant, but she's not a mind reader. She's sure by now that Rutile has recognized her voice, but they seem hesitant, though not in a fearful way. She arches her neck and trots over, stopping a few yards away.

You seem surprised, she commented, lifting her gaze to the sky, It's lovely though, isn't it?

Perhaps she should be more concerned about the sky, but she's tired of worrying about everything. Still, there's something not right, not about the barrier or about the sensation of guilt.

But admittedly abnormal. She shakes herself from head to tail, You're a scientist, what do you think happened?