It's sort of weird. I mean, you look out the window and it seems all neverending and infinite, but we're still in a pretty small space in here. I mean, not that I can really complain.
[She doesn't like it, of course. Coming from Exsilium, a place where she could finally roam around as she wished (not that she left the borders often, of course, but the choice meant worlds to her) to here was almost akin to torture. She feels boxed in again after learning at last how wonderful it was to experience the opposite.
Still, considering what happened to the Exiles who were left there on Earth, it feels awfully selfish and ungrateful to feel this way.]
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It's sort of weird. I mean, you look out the window and it seems all neverending and infinite, but we're still in a pretty small space in here. I mean, not that I can really complain.
[She doesn't like it, of course. Coming from Exsilium, a place where she could finally roam around as she wished (not that she left the borders often, of course, but the choice meant worlds to her) to here was almost akin to torture. She feels boxed in again after learning at last how wonderful it was to experience the opposite.
Still, considering what happened to the Exiles who were left there on Earth, it feels awfully selfish and ungrateful to feel this way.]
Anyways, we were going to talk about Jack, right?