An amazing sense of dread washed over her. She was marked for what was, what she had been. "Just like my dream, she said that to me before I became an actual werewolf." And then went one to be just a woman eating Michael Corner's heart, but she didn't want to voice that out loud. At the time she had considered it nothing more than her mind tormenting her with the greatest hits of all her fears.
"Is there...do you see anything else? How we can atone? Or stop being punished? Anything?" There had to be something she could do if not for herself, then for the others. "Please?" She added as a sort of afterthought as if that would suddenly make things become more clear and give Professor Trelawney a clear view into the future.