As Alicia spoke, Rey couldn't help but feel the tears come on a bit harder. This girl's quiet strength sounded too familiar to her and she felt like her ribcage might be breaking down the middle with the hurt of it.
Rey looked up and nodded, "Lost," yes that was it. She didn't know what else to say - if that boy Draco had been true, no one here would even know her place or her time or her... religion? She wasn't sure that was the right term. She started slightly when Alicia touched her - it had felt like leap years since someone had touched her at all. But she didn't pull her hand away. "Are you lost, too, Alicia?" The name felt so strange on her tongue like it was a foreign language she hadn't gotten the hang of yet, and she supposed in a way, that was true.