They know her. In a world where the Cat knows very little else about this world, or themselves, or anything, really, they know her. They don't know much about her, but they remember that face, far more recognizable now that it's not encased in wood. The question is, though, does she know them? The look of confusion on her face certainly suggests that she doesn't, and that's probably not a bad thing at all, but they need to be sure.
They keep back to give her a bit of space, and regard her sympathetically.]
It's all right, Ruby. It's all right now. You're safe here. Now, this is important. What do you remember?
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They know her. In a world where the Cat knows very little else about this world, or themselves, or anything, really, they know her. They don't know much about her, but they remember that face, far more recognizable now that it's not encased in wood. The question is, though, does she know them? The look of confusion on her face certainly suggests that she doesn't, and that's probably not a bad thing at all, but they need to be sure.
They keep back to give her a bit of space, and regard her sympathetically.]
It's all right, Ruby. It's all right now. You're safe here. Now, this is important. What do you remember?