[He freezes, but eventually inhales another breath. He's quiet for a moment; he seems not so stoned, when it's brought up, like it washed some of the drug right out of his head. His eyes go half-lidded.]
Friend. From home -- she, uh... went home.
[Y'know. To the world that doesn't exist anymore.]
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Friend. From home -- she, uh... went home.
[Y'know. To the world that doesn't exist anymore.]