[It was true she wanted to see the rabbits. She remembered, vaguely, how happy she'd felt to receive them. It was like a memory that belonged to someone else, but it was a much nicer memory than nearly all the others. Perhaps she was chasing it. But, even more honestly...]
So you come here instead. I suppose in lieu of other attachments, that would make sense.
[ With nowhere else to go... she really was stripped of everything, wasn't she? Ripped from wherever she was before, and now removed from even herself. ]
Does this place feel any different from the rest of it?
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I don't really know where else I'm meant to go.
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[ With nowhere else to go... she really was stripped of everything, wasn't she? Ripped from wherever she was before, and now removed from even herself. ]
Does this place feel any different from the rest of it?