"If you want to know whether someone is trying to brainwash you pay attention to how much you're being fed. You're more malleable when your hungry and tired, so a brainwasher will try and keep you in that state." Charlie said, looking down at her own schedule. She frowned at the very last item on the list. Sparring? She'd have to fight other people, and it was mandatory? She wasn't exactly to thrilled at the prospect. She had a weak constitution and bruised really easily, but that wasn't what worried her. What if she enjoyed it? Like, a little too much? She'd read about it over and over again, once you made a mental connection between pleasure and hurting people you were done. May as well but a hockey mast and build a torture shack out in the middle of the desert because you'd just bought a one way ticket to slasher land. 

She needed something to distract herself from that thought. "I'm sure it's just so mystical mumbo-jumbo though. Sitting under waterfalls and finding inner peace and all that jazz. If you ever get really scared that this is some kind of cult thing, try to quit. If they just let you leave it's safe. If they try to shame you into staying, or keep you anyway, it's probably a cult MK Ultra sort of thing."