[Emori fumbled with tying her hoodie around her waist. She was wearing the mitten over her mutated hand so that no one would gawk at it. She didn't care what people thought, but she understood that sometimes, you get treated differently. Emori strolls up the line of people to where Clementine was meandering.]
This place is nice, isn't it? Where I'm from, everything is dead. But we're not there now.
[She sounds sleepy. Emori looks down and sees a little bit of the brand on Clem's arm. It makes her mad-- (or it would, if not for the forest. She's immediately calmed down) branded people usually didn't ask for it.]
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This place is nice, isn't it? Where I'm from, everything is dead. But we're not there now.
[She sounds sleepy. Emori looks down and sees a little bit of the brand on Clem's arm. It makes her mad-- (or it would, if not for the forest. She's immediately calmed down) branded people usually didn't ask for it.]