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Elizabeth: So how did you even come by this alternate universe. Why?

I don't think Kendra would answer it completely, but it does feel like something anyone would reasonably fixate on.

Ask about this crazy self-contained collapsing universe you're in right now. What exactly is the deal with that?

"OK! I will then! How did we get here?!? This is an alternate universe?"

"More a kind of pocket dimension really, or like, a slice of reality that's been… -"

"Pocket dimension! Whatever! How did we get here? More importantly, how do I leave? Can you -"

"Why is everyone shouting?"

"Bina, ahh! We're being loud. Sorry."

"Uhh.. hi. Hello."

"Hi Elizabeth," croaks Bina. "I'm Bina."


"I'm glad you're not dead."

"Uh… oh, hello. I'm Elizabeth, but you… already know that, I - well - I am glad I'm not dead too!"

"Are you two fighting?"

"We're not really fighting we're just… talking really loud."

"Yeah, we're ok. Sorry - didn't mean to disturb you."

"Is your head all right?"

"It hurts a little, but I'm OK."

"That's good. Gregor's a big…" she trails off searching for a proper descriptor and not finding one. Eventually she settles on, "Jerk."

"We'll keep it down, go back to bed Bina."

"Uh huh…"

"And don't trip on the blanket!"

"I won't…"