Only a little. [She doesn't seem fazed by the comment, content to move away with just a mild flicker of disappointment and tired regret when she's still close enough.
That regret escalates to full on guilt for a brief moment at the topic change.]
You mean where the space station was, right?
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Do you think there's gonna be boats, or something? Or maybe a beach? That's where people like to use these kinds of things, right?
[She is going to work on throwing her bedding and all her discarded plushies back onto her hammock. Big dog, a fish with plastic pieces pinned onto it, and a little plushie of a blond dude with a green cape and a weird headband.]
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That regret escalates to full on guilt for a brief moment at the topic change.]
You mean where the space station was, right?
...
Do you think there's gonna be boats, or something? Or maybe a beach? That's where people like to use these kinds of things, right?
[She is going to work on throwing her bedding and all her discarded plushies back onto her hammock. Big dog, a fish with plastic pieces pinned onto it, and a little plushie of a blond dude with a green cape and a weird headband.]