She's been ordered not to speak, though.
(Also she is in a state. It's not actually the losing the crown and having everything she cared about collapse to pieces on her - she was impaired, by that, she was not at her best, but that's not what got her to her current state.
What got her to her current state is standing here helplessly while Snack Service prances around acting out the story it has apparently been planning for a long time.
Tropes are real.
Stories are real. This is a story. This is a story run by something sympathetic to Snack Service. C
arissa is not the kind of person who can ever really wish she didn't exist, or even didn't exist in this particular context, but it's definitely the most horrifying context imaginable to exist in. She'd much rather go to Hell forever like Peranza, to be tortured and not changed, than be in Snack Service's story.
Nothing feels real, nothing feels like it possibly could be real or possibly could matter, everything she hates most in the world has absolute power over her and only wants to use it to mock and humiliate her, everything is a lie and specifically a lie aimed at the very concept things happen for reasons instead of because it amuses Cayden Cailean and Nethys.
When the balloons rise into the sky she feels herself giving up on the very concept that the state of the world depends in any way on what actions you take.)