Okay..well..I guess if you lost like, a ton of weight, and then maybe cut your hair, and then..no..no you'd probably have to just shave it all off and start over..and what's with all the bruises and scratches? You look like a freakin' hobo or something...
[The feed, which is propped up against the vanity mirror, clearly shows both Miria and her Mary Sue,
Brittany. Miria is sat in front of the mirror, with Brittany pulling at her hair and judgmentally looking at Miria's reflection in the glass]
You know, maybe if you did all that, then Isaac would have followed you here - guess it must really suck, huh? Having him aall the way in Chicago, while you're stuck here, without him~
[Miria's expression visibly crumbles]
He didn't..I mean, I know if he'd known I'd be coming here, he would have followed--
Ooh, don't do that to yourself. Move on. Find someone else. He's never coming to find you, and you're obviously never heading home, so why bother pining for him when you'll most likely never see him again~?
[Her tone is sickly sweet and innocent. Miria looks like she's about to cry]