[ Her first thought is that she's dreaming. That she made him up, that he's some kind of stand-in for Master Chief in her mind. But unless she pinched herself as she slept, how could she have felt it? ]
So we're... sharing a dream.
[ She buries her face in a drink of water with a muttered, ] This place makes no sense.
[ It feels like the sooner she gets used to that, the better off she might be. ]
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So we're... sharing a dream.
[ She buries her face in a drink of water with a muttered, ] This place makes no sense.
[ It feels like the sooner she gets used to that, the better off she might be. ]