Didi frowned; hearing Ino this way was a bit like picking up a very staticy radio signal. She could hear enough to discern the general shape, but she was relying on context to get every word.

"I'm probably going to hack up a lung," she said, sounding uneasy and curious. "I can't" -- she gestured to her head, knowing what she meant was painfully obvious.

"And you're right. I thought this might be a family thing, still, but ... it's not if you're all here. Which" -- she coughed, once, delicately -- "leaves me the question of where we are."