She nodded and got into the car, adding, "Maybe. I should be alright for a while." After all, she'd survived long enough with all of it.
"America? I haven't been there since I was younger." An exploration with her parents had her traveling there once, she remembered. It was a nice journey. She'd learned a lot of the other side of the world. And it made sense that nothing was going to be the same. After Yamatai, it just made sense. As if it had all just been for naught and followed her off the island. "So, if I'd theoretically travel back home to London, nothing of mine would be there?"