[she shrinks into herself more and more with every word he says, then looks beyond him back to the door, as if she can see out into the Wastelands from here; a small shiver passes through her]
...There must be some way to get back home, though. Right? [she looks to him imploringly]
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...There must be some way to get back home, though. Right? [she looks to him imploringly]