[This house is much, much bigger than his, and while a young Henry remembers that he's supposed to find the way back to somewhere, all else escapes his memory for now, like it was washed away by the tide. The amount of books in the library is staggering, and while he's curious to sneak a peek at the interior of one, he isn't quite bold enough to reach out and grab a tome off a shelf, but he does wonder...
And then a young woman startles him.
Henry nearly jumps out of his skin, turning on his heels to face her, eyes wide. He stammers a little, caught off-guard.]
Y-you- You're the one who snuck up on me.
[Who is this? She claims to be looking for a way out, though, which means she really is just as lost and confused as him.]
past, A
And then a young woman startles him.
Henry nearly jumps out of his skin, turning on his heels to face her, eyes wide. He stammers a little, caught off-guard.]
Y-you- You're the one who snuck up on me.
[Who is this? She claims to be looking for a way out, though, which means she really is just as lost and confused as him.]
Where are we?