[She barely hears Reid, and doesn't bother acknowledging him. After a moment she reaches up to her throat when she's sure her hand won't shake. The punishment collar she wore is gone, but otherwise she's dressed just like she was when she went to bed. It looks like her body. Feels like her body. It just isn't...phasing like her body. She presses her palm to a counter, trying again and bearing down much harder than necessary. Still nothing.]
This can't be real. [She says it more to herself than him.]