[ The beach? It is definitely not tropical here, so yeah, she agrees with a nod and wrinkled nose. Lesser of two evils. ]

Yeah.

[ She relaxes her face, glancing at the board again. Nothing has changed. She was hoping it would. Moving parts make problems more enticing. ]

A friend, and— someone who I thought was dead.

[ And it's really him, not an illusion or a golem or a hallucination. ]

So, you know. Now I get to feel glad they're here and guilty about being glad.

[ Fun times. She crosses her arms, shivering a little. ]

What do people do here for fun?