[Ene had said that before, that Ib's prize meant Mary had to go home, but even so it's like it isn't completely processing for Mary, even as she stands here real and breathing.]
Your prize...
[She just sort of...slowly points to herself, looking utterly dumbfounded.]
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[Ene had said that before, that Ib's prize meant Mary had to go home, but even so it's like it isn't completely processing for Mary, even as she stands here real and breathing.]
Your prize...
[She just sort of...slowly points to herself, looking utterly dumbfounded.]