Pl...pl...please forgive me, R...Rev. I, ur... it's, urm...
[She staring towards the vidcom, face furrowed in frustration for a long moment. or two. Her left eye closes as she head sharply leans to the right in a twitch. Her frown depeenes as she glances at something, or someone, past the vidcom recording. Behind her, a tilted view upwards towards a metallic ceiling. The top of a rail and medical ward curtains behind her.]
I d...d...do...don't know if this is what your calling a 'psychic ailment', b...but any help or insight you can share I'd b...be grateful for. Since looking a....at that object, I ur... my b...body feels like electricity is coursing th...through it. A buzzing... o...on and off... m...my, ur... urm...
[She speaks in a quieter tone, pulling the device closer to her.]
It's m...made it w...worse. The damage to my n...ne...nervous sytem from the implants... W...whatever th...that thing did i...it... when I was trying to recall...