[ Jane sits against the wall, knees drawn up to her chest, arms wrapped around them. She doesn't look at him when she responds, brown eyes focused on the floor instead. ]
I don't know. I kinda wanna go back to the bloody knives and the "this was your life" puppet shows.
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I don't know. I kinda wanna go back to the bloody knives and the "this was your life" puppet shows.