[The guide is turned on out of half forgotten habit. There's nothing at first, then a ragged breath. She's speaking more to herself than the guide, and her voice is small and hurt, completely lacking her old vitriol.]
...this is real, isn't it? It's real.
I've been here...before. I was here...all that time, I was here. I thought...
Why? Why here
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