"Oh, crap. Ugh. Momoko had the same thing happen." Dinah winced. "I'm really, really glad I wasn't Other Me. But I'm sorry you were her." Pronouns sucked in these conversations. "...and yeah." She was quiet a moment, then said, her own voice over-level, "I told you how glad I was you didn't go comatose last August, right?" She studied Francine. "How are you doing, with that?" she asked, tentative.