[she glances over, letting the white of her eye show, and fixes him with a knowing smirk. oh, he wants to cut loose so fucking bad. he is straining against the confines of everything that society has placed him in—but anna doesn't know how to break him free. not without breaking him in the process. she's getting ahead of herself, though; she doesn't consciously want that for him yet. she just has an eye and can see what's going on, in broad, broad strokes.]

You'll find someone one day. If you want it. [she says it so, so casually, like it's a fact of life around here. probably because it is.] This place has a way of giving you what you need without even realizing that you need it. It puts you through the goddamn wringer first, don't get me wrong, but... well, so did the place I came from, I guess. —not, like, the rest of normal Earth, but, like, the city full of weird soul resurrection bullshit that I lived in.