It is, but will they remember? I recall nothing of the last time I was here, if I was indeed, here.
[Eponine nestles into the scarves and coat, pulling the covers up. She curls up into a tight little ball, making herself as small as she can on reflex.]
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It is, but will they remember? I recall nothing of the last time I was here, if I was indeed, here.
[Eponine nestles into the scarves and coat, pulling the covers up. She curls up into a tight little ball, making herself as small as she can on reflex.]
Yes, I would like that.