[There's a certain way people sound when they talk about a subject they're knowledgeable in. Caroline switches from a few short sentences to greater depth as she explains the cause of her world's downfall. The concept in itself is horrifying, though the explanation is fascinating. It's shared in a way that isn't a rote recitation of facts, but detailed and studied information. Researcher of some sort? Ginia glances at Caroline's scarred hands again and wonders.]

That's a terrible state of things. I'm sorry.

[Ginia cringes internally, wishing she had something more substantial to say. Not that it seems like Caroline is seeking any sort of consoling, but it's certainly a sobering world to return to.

'As long as no one moves the tower' certainly points toward someone moving the tower or communication lost in some other way.]

Any hopes of isolating or curing things? A way to vaccinate against the fungus?