[ Jaime's stopped thinking of Lachesis as a person. Not because he doesn't believe she's real or sentient like some people used to, but because her grasp on life is so different from his own, and there's no chance at all at getting the chance to speak with her, no chance of them reasoning with her. What would be the point in thinking too much about how she feels about anything?

The idea that she had once not only spoken to people but interacted with them, gave them cards... it sounds homey. It sounds bizarre. It occurs to him, not for the first time, how different his and Ruka's experiences of places like these are. She doesn't know what it's like to live here for so many years, and he has no idea what it was like to live there. ]

Wow. I didn't know that. I don't think anyone here knows any of that - except a couple, I guess.

[ And they don't seem all that interested in divulging those sorts of tidbits, nor are they as invested as Ruka. Not in the same way, anyway. Maybe it's different when you grow up in one of these places instead of being spirited away as an adult. ]

The longest I've been gone is a couple weeks. [ If that. He never did miss much. ] But she's not like that now. I've never heard about her reaching out to talk to anyone.

[ Who here would be most important to her? ]

...Has she talked to you?