[Honestly, she can't believe she's having this conversation. Or that she's here at all, still, but. It's been weeks, she can't be dreaming any longer. And the light did seem to move a little there... nevermind it existing in the first place.]
Oh, mine is...
[Even saying "mine" is weird for her, but she swallows it down and gingerly stretches her arms out, cupping her hands over a bare spot on the floor and squeezing her eyes shut. For... an awkwardly long time. (He isn't the only one still getting the hang of things.) But finally... she peels back her fingers to reveal...
A small bundle of grapes.
She probably should have finished that sentence but. What do you even cal that???]
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Oh, mine is...
[Even saying "mine" is weird for her, but she swallows it down and gingerly stretches her arms out, cupping her hands over a bare spot on the floor and squeezing her eyes shut. For... an awkwardly long time. (He isn't the only one still getting the hang of things.) But finally... she peels back her fingers to reveal...
A small bundle of grapes.
She probably should have finished that sentence but. What do you even cal that???]