"Y-you know how I said there was...there was a troll lady's coat where I woke up?"

She doesn't realize she's the only representative of an Awakened Earth, of course, not even yet totally believing this wasn't Earth at all anymore. And, of course, she's losing her cool in a major way, not even considering that for that troll-sized coat to even be there means she has to survive both goblinization and living to adulthood. It's clear that Fortuna's usual collected attitude was at least partially innate, from her childhood. But this young girl, Rosalia, is not yet the woman that could pass out for a month and not outwardly panic. Some of it came with time, and some with the shadows and the experiences within.