"What's your name?" Celeste asked gently.
The girl just stared, scared and trembling. They were back in the cabin, at least safe for now.
"It’s alright," Celeste murmured, keeping her voice soft. "You’re safe here. No one’s going to hurt you."
The girl didn’t answer. She handiest watched Celeste, as though trying to determine whether to consider her….or whether or not she became even real.
Damien came over with a bottle of water and a plate of food while the girl grabbed it quickly and ate it like she had not tasted food for days.
“She seems precisely like you,” Elena whispered "Identical face. Identical eyes. It’s creepy."
"She’s my sister," Celeste said. "Another version of Silent Crown. Another experiment."
"Does she talk?"
"I don’t know yet."
They gave her space. Let her eat.
