Her wistful smile falters at the word home. "I don't have... anywhere to go back to. Only the road, and what I can carry with me. And what distance I can get from what I fled." She looks down and away, shadows on her face. "I won't go back."
"That sounds... somewhat challenging, in a world where only you could see the ghosts. I'm sure you did as well as one could!"
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"That sounds... somewhat challenging, in a world where only you could see the ghosts. I'm sure you did as well as one could!"