Sabine grit her teeth. Meesei's request made her only more stressed.

"I do not want to be dependent on the staff either," she clarified carefully. "But I could hardly even tell you about the items here. I cannot even fill my lungs properly. I do not know how I could perform alchemy or fix my robes or even sleep. Can I not at least hold it every now and then? When I need to stay calm? I could...I could ween myself from it." Sabine was quietly pleading at this point. "I can give it up, but please. Please. I need it for now."