[Ah, a clear misstep. Talking like that to a stranger, and a young girl no less... he still feels a pang of regret, but it's too difficult to sort out his feelings right now. She'll have to cope with the rudeness. He can apologize another time...]
Nene... [the name sounds right. A flicker of a smile, soft laughter, a memory that doesn't add up no matter how he measures it. His head feels like it's stuffed with cotton. He feels like throwing up. It's too hard to think. The flowers and grass look soft.]
I'm fine. What is... where is this? What are you doing here?
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Nene... [the name sounds right. A flicker of a smile, soft laughter, a memory that doesn't add up no matter how he measures it. His head feels like it's stuffed with cotton. He feels like throwing up. It's too hard to think. The flowers and grass look soft.]
I'm fine. What is... where is this? What are you doing here?