"But not exactly?" she asks, her shoulders slumping a little. She had hoped he'd be able to explain it to her because none of it makes any sense to her. After a moment, she decides to ask him anyway; maybe he can see something she can't. "I don't understand it. How can my friend have been here for so long, when I just saw her a few weeks ago back home. And how can home be just destroyed for me when she's been here that long and she had been told the same thing?" That's the part that's really been bothering her--the contradictions in times of destruction.

And at his smile, she glares at him, but there's a hint of the sarcastic in her expression as she shakes her head. Sighing, she rolls her eyes and looks up at the ceiling. "I should have known," she finally says as she turns back to him, breaking into her own smile.

"So... What did you find out in the Upper Library?"