[To see her face on a memory-on something precious and important makes her pause. Because she doesn't belong on a treasure like that, no matter how much it warms her heart to see.
But a part of her is-
Gripping the rock tight in her hands because she's happy. To go from a world where she was destined to die alone, unknown and forgotten, in some dingy lab as a failed experiment to-
A place where a small, kind hearted creature draws her face a rock to be remembered. Because even if she's not precious or important-someone thinks she is. It makes her wonder, briefly, if they know Taako and Lup. Not that they would want to see her again, after she's exposed, but-
It doesn't matter. Not right now. And she looks among their collection and asks instead]
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But a part of her is-
Gripping the rock tight in her hands because she's happy. To go from a world where she was destined to die alone, unknown and forgotten, in some dingy lab as a failed experiment to-
A place where a small, kind hearted creature draws her face a rock to be remembered. Because even if she's not precious or important-someone thinks she is. It makes her wonder, briefly, if they know Taako and Lup. Not that they would want to see her again, after she's exposed, but-
It doesn't matter. Not right now. And she looks among their collection and asks instead]
Which one has your face?