[Lucy wasn't exactly an expert on human corpses, as far as she could remember. But she was fairly sure they shouldn't be talking. Or walking, or moving, or...whatever Ryoji just did, with the light. So he couldn't be dead, her mind just...refused to comprehend that. But there was one concept she did understand—because she'd been through the same thing herself.]
So you're not normal. So what?
[She...didn't have anything that major to deal with. But Lucy always had the nagging feeling she wasn't normal either, not like others. Other people found homes. Other people didn't kick and hiss and throw tantrums if someone got close. Other people fit, instead of feeling like some broken puzzle piece that never should have been let out of the factory.]
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So you're not normal. So what?
[She...didn't have anything that major to deal with. But Lucy always had the nagging feeling she wasn't normal either, not like others. Other people found homes. Other people didn't kick and hiss and throw tantrums if someone got close. Other people fit, instead of feeling like some broken puzzle piece that never should have been let out of the factory.]