"Not entirely, but way to fuck a person up, too," she says casually. They have gotten closer, even though Isobel still annoys the hell out of her sometimes. Maria sympathizes a little more with her than she might have in the past. But it's not as if Isobel is opening up to her about how things are, so, it's not as if Maria can be all that understanding.

"But what if I want all the juicy details?" She teasing, eyes narrowing in that sort of playfully sneaky look, like she is going to jump right into his mind. Not that she can. (Yet?)

She exhales quietly, sobering a little at the question. She shakes her head, eyes downcast, before looking at him squarely.

"I haven't told Liz yet, so just..." She does have to tell Liz, but she's not sure when is a good time.

"I finally got my mom into a assisted living facility, to keep an eye on her. But she would wander, all the time, and they wouldn't catch her or stop her. But she always came back to the Pony. Then one night, she didn't. She was gone for a month."

She looks up in an attempt to keep tears away, because even now the terror of having her mom missing hits her right in the chest. But she's fine after a second.

"Helena Ortecho had her holed up in a motel, trying to get her to have visions."