[ She doesn't even give her a look at the sarcasm, because really, she's... kinda right, no matter how harsh a reality it might have been to say.

She shrugs, hands picking at some string near the tears in her jeans. ]

Yeah. I am. [ She chewed her lip for a second as she thought. ] I've changed a lot since we were kids, Even if she doesn't bail on her own, this place - ... Obviously it can take her from me whenever it wants to. [ Case and point: MIrror Max being here instead of Max. ]