Her smile widened. "You're so weak without us." She chuckled softly. "But don't worry… Lily will handle everything."
Behind her, Megan sighed heavily.
Madam raised a brow. She had been observing Linda since they entered the department. The girl's expression and emotions kept changing.
"Megan," she called gently.
Megan quickly turned. "Yes, Madam."
Madam Eliza nodded slightly toward Linda, who was still smiling to herself in the mirror.
"What is her condition now?"
Megan rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly. "Ah… about that…"
She glanced at Linda again and sighed. "Her sickness is very rare."
Madam Eliza listened quietly. Due to her investigation on Linda, she knew she was suffering from DND, but suddenly she felt there was still a lot she didn't know about her.
"I think colours are the code to her different characters," Megan continued.
"But strangely… she can still remember their memories."
Madam Eliza's eyes sharpened with interest.
