[ Her first thought is why do you care?, but she doesn't say it. As much as her instinct is to distrust, this guy hasn't given her a reason to believe he doesn't at least have a passing interest in her well-being. He doesn't know her, after all. No reason to be pissed at her yet. ]
...I'm fine. [ She hasn't had cause to say that in a long time; when is the last time someone actually asked if she was all right? It feels strange on her tongue. ] Physically, anyway.
[ Mentally, she's not sure if she still has her sanity. She feels clear-headed, but then there's this labyrinth of buildings, and she'd swear that the landscape is moving. Maybe someone else would have a scientific explanation for this; all she has is the worry that she's losing her mind. ]
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...I'm fine. [ She hasn't had cause to say that in a long time; when is the last time someone actually asked if she was all right? It feels strange on her tongue. ] Physically, anyway.
[ Mentally, she's not sure if she still has her sanity. She feels clear-headed, but then there's this labyrinth of buildings, and she'd swear that the landscape is moving. Maybe someone else would have a scientific explanation for this; all she has is the worry that she's losing her mind. ]
Can't find my damn way, though.