[Yeah, she wouldn't have thought Amane's mindscape would do something like this to her. But hey! She also really badly underestimated the things he was hiding, so perhaps this was to be expected. The depths of his pain run deeper than any of them truly knew, and sometimes, you step in a puddle and it's ten feet deep. stop it Lisa, puddles were downstairs, you already fell for that one

The gentle demand makes her jump. Tell... her? Like, explain?? Lisa is here crying in an actively dangerous flooded school hallway when they're supposed to be running a rescue mission, and instead of telling her to go somewhere safe and get out of the way (or better, just leaving her), Illya wants her to vent???

Then she sees Prisma's gesture, and all at once, she understands. Disturbances happen to people pushed to their breaking point, right? And she's been there for... a while now. This just made it even more acute. So. Illya is no therapist, but she does mean well, and she's known Lisa long enough that maybe some of this... will make a little sense. Does she want to talk? Hell no. Especially not to Illya, who she's certain has a negative view of someone that has nervous breakdowns in other people's mind palaces. But does she need to talk?]

......okay. Sorry. You shouldn't... have to w-worry about me like this. Um. If you... if you change your mind, l-let me know. I'll stop.

[A breath.] It's... k-kind of related, but. I'm glad your middle school life has been happy, or at least it seems like it is. The only person that it s-sounds like ever gives you problems... [She looks around, a wistful huff coming out of her mouth.] ...is Hanako-kun. [Another breath.] It's... more pleasant than mine was, anyway.