[There was so much to undercover in a short period of time. As she gave a small 'thank you' as she walked into the café, there was a sense of familiarity in this strange world. With that, she gave a small sigh of relief.

And yet, there was a hint of sadness behind it.]

I noticed. It seems familiar and yet, it doesn't. I suppose I can't argue how there is a sense of comfort knowing my friends are here.

[Was it selfish of her to wish such a thing?]