Sunbeam Lair what would lizzie mcguire do?

With the female that he'd brought to the borders, there was an obvious issue. Not in the sense that she knew what was wrong and how to fix her, just that something was amiss. There was an absence to the stranger, it seemed, almost as if her conscious self existed no longer—that, or she was but a simple being and the behavior displayed was just how she'd always been. Had that been the case, a course of action could have been determined and acted upon promptly, but the problem lied in the fact that it wasn't. It wasn't always that the woman had behaved in such a manner, Ukko's explanation having given her enough of information to conclude that much. Something had happened to turn her into a being that was capable of making the lair's Shogun—someone the chieftess had previously believed to possess a great strength, but now wasn't entirely sure about—seem almost as if he'd been defeated. It'd startled her when his voice had cracked, leaving her to stare at him out of concern.

Asterr's gaze was drawn away by a new voice, speaking a name she'd never heard before. The space between the duo lessened, but no more than a handful of seconds later and it'd been widened. More words, but nothing flowed as smoothly as it should have. From where the girl stood, no physical wounds could be seen, which ruled out delusions caused from an external infection. Whatever had caused a change in the other's behavior was an internal issue, which made diagnosing it all the more difficult. For that which she could not see was, at times, unable to be accurately treated. There were questions in need of being asked, a path made out of words that could be followed until a potential solution was discovered. It was with a slowed variation of her usual speech that the dragoness asked, "Have you eaten anything unusual recently?" Uncertain about how much information she might be able to get out of the woman, she'd looked to Ukko, too, wondering if he could have seen something. For the time being, she hypothesized that the change was a negative reaction to some sort of herb, but she had too little information to be certain of anything.