[There's nothing to do about it. The memory came and went, showing a glimpse of a life that had passed long ago. It doesn't hurt her-nothing in that world can and reliving it does little more than make palms sweat. That's where she grew up. Playing, hiding and watching other children meet a fate they didn't deserve-it was all normal.
She hates that place.
But it's not her place anymore. She lives here, on an island, surrounded by kind people who don't wear lab coats. Who don't treat her like a tool, but as a friend. As-
His offer is a testament to that.]
It's okay.
[He's letting her sit by his side and that's enough.]
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She hates that place.
But it's not her place anymore. She lives here, on an island, surrounded by kind people who don't wear lab coats. Who don't treat her like a tool, but as a friend. As-
His offer is a testament to that.]
It's okay.
[He's letting her sit by his side and that's enough.]
This is all I want to do.