[Ithaqua taps a finger on the wooden table as he listens, and thinks. Definitely not anything similar to what he knows and has experienced. It's no cult fanaticism at all, and he's mistaken. It's definitely disheartening. Still, he keeps it off of his face, just to not bring the mood down more than it already has.]

You've been able to make a proper cure... And yet it is so oddly specific-- [He shakes his head.] If only something similar could be done for other ills of the mind.