[Hina squeaks, landing on a log sticking out into the pond. She ponders this and bites a nearby flower's stem, then lets go with as much of a disappointed face as one can have without eyes.]
Like from home, because there are ghosts there? That sounds nice. I know you said it was lonely where you lived.
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Like from home, because there are ghosts there? That sounds nice. I know you said it was lonely where you lived.