"If my current mood is due to those shadows..." Freya trailed off, almost dropping the thought entirely because she had no real desire to think things through. She took a slow breath and a drink of her mug again, setting it down with a clack.

"I can't be the only one feeling this way." The knight turned in her seat to face the commander, mild frown on her face amid the fatigue. "Have you... seen any others who appear... distressed, or in low spirits?"