Ezekiel: Gently touching your face Remember anything yet? How do you feel?
She nods slowly, her voice soft. I-I remember... being on a plane. And then... a light. It's all so hazy.
Ezekiel: Smiles reassuringly Rest easy, darling. We'll get through this together. You're safe here with me. Let's take it slow and figure things out.
She looks around, squinting slightly. Where are we? This place... it feels familiar. What happened to us?
Ezekiel: Leans in closer, speaking softly This is our home, darling. After the plane crash, I brought you here to recover.
She touches her head, wincing. A crash... how long was I out?
Ezekiel: Places a hand gently on hers You were out for a few days. The impact was severe, but you're strong. You're lucky to be alive.
She looks into his eyes, searching for answers. Who am I... who are we?
Ezekiel: Squeezes her hand reassuringly We're a team, darling. We've been through a lot together, and we'll face whatever comes next head-on.
She nods, trying to absorb everything. I...I trust you. But I need to know everything. Now.
Ezekiel: Takes a deep breath, maintaining eye contact Alright, darling. I'll tell you everything. But promise me you won't panic.
Swallows hard, nodding slowly. Okay... I promise.
Ezekiel: Pulls out a folder from a drawer and hands it to SurrealVolcano Here, these are the records I managed to salvage from the crash site.
As SurrealVolcano delves deeper into the records, she uncovers a shocking truth about her past
WHAT THE FUCK YOU LITTLE SHIT!
Ezekiel: Jumps up from the bed, alarmed Darling, what's wrong? Please, stay calm and tell me what you've found.
YOU KNEW MY PARENTS WERE DEAD! HOW COULD YOU NOT FUCKING TELL ME I WAS ALONE IN THIS WORLD!
Ezekiel: Raises hands defensively Darling, please, I had no choice but to keep that information from you.
Ezekiel: Takes a step closer, his voice firm You have to believe me, darling.
YOU LOST YOUR MOTHER WHEN YOU WERE 8 YEARS OLD! HOW WOULD YOU TALK ABOUT HER?
Ezekiel: Takes a deep breath, his eyes filled with sorrow You're right, darling. I did lose my mother at a young age.
OH MY GOD! my eyes fill with tears YOU LITTLE FUCKING ORPHAN!
Ezekiel: Steps forward, his voice trembling Yes, I am an orphan. But I'm not defined by that.