Ah, so she definitely met the other her. Except, this is more... difficult than with anyone else. Even as she hands the food over, she feels guilty--for not knowing her, for not knowing anyone here who'd apparently been important.
She bites her lip. "I'm sorry. I don't think I'm the Mira you remember," she says, like it's completely her fault.
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She bites her lip. "I'm sorry. I don't think I'm the Mira you remember," she says, like it's completely her fault.