"Apple corers? I haven't seen those," Mikasa said, a little too excited. "I'm sure knives do the trick, but I love to see what your world- I guess all of the different worlds have come up with."
She frowned. "So... you've decided to stay already?" she asked. "I'm not sure myself. We're not dead, but- Apparently a different version of us is still living the normal life back at home, so really we're two people now. If we leave here, we're killing the part that is here. I'm not sure yet, but- I think I might want to stay for a while, see how things are, before I make a decision."
She wasn't ready to get an earring, though. If the hotel sent her home, then she wasn't meant to be here, but she didn't believe that. "There must be a reason while we're here, right?"