[When she wakes up, she recalls darkness and a definite lack of something to reach back for. The Malnosso had been kind enough to leave her the ability to talk and understand, but... it didn't really matter, considering she had no idea what the Malnosso were. Or what these strange green things were. Or what she was.
No, wait. She was a Sayo. She was
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And San kind of likes this one, anyway.]
Sayo.
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She rakes her mind for how to reply to this, but... it doesn't quite come to her yet. So she just gives her a studying stare.]
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[There may be a conscious effort not to be too intimidating in there somewhere.
But that's not San's strong point. Even if she does genuinely want to help.]
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[She unsquares her shoulders at San and looks her up and down. She looks like me. She's got the same shape. So it's good that they talk and meet. She feels this is definitely the right thing.]
I guess...
Are you lost, too?
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Are you looking for your...house?
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I don't have one. I never had a house before...
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[she knows how forgetful Sayo is, and why. ...But was she that way as a child?]
I will show you.
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[One where I stay, huh...]
Do you have a house, too?
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