Lys: The Unavoidable Truth

She knew she shouldn't. They'd just given her an out, an explanation for her fit. But she couldn't- couldn't let them believe a lie.
"No," she said, still trying to clear her head. "No, it is not the heat. It comes whether hot or cold, day or night. It chooses it's own time and place. I am sorry. I would stop it if I could." She made to rise, though a little shakily. "I can walk." She steadied herself. "Truly. I am stronger than I look."