Things tend to get messy. I'm sorry to say, that doesn't stop. The older you get, life gets even messier. Literally, if you have kids.

( She tries to get a smile out from her with that, giggling. )

I'm proud of you, for doing the right thing, as I'm sure I was when you called me about it. And. Now that I know about this mora miserium hourglass, well, we can do something about it. That's the first step. Recognizing the problem.

( She is quick to add something. )

You are not the problem. Other - darker magicked up you. Also not the problem. The magic itself and its' vessel? The problem.