Tourist... [She hums thoughtfully, tapping the tip of the pencil's eraser against her mouth.] A tourist in a fantastic temple, trapped and longing for home...
I think that could work. That's good.
[She begins scribbling again, words flowing from the tip of her pencil.]
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I think that could work. That's good.
[She begins scribbling again, words flowing from the tip of her pencil.]