Like I said. I have a friend like the Doc, he dealt with all sorts of creepy shit. [She looks over the stuff, the look in her eyes somewhere between nostalgic and fond. There's a tinge of bittersweetness there too.

She wonders if Teacher would ask her to die too if he was gone.

She glances over at Anna when she mentions that, grimacing slightly and banishing whatever memory she was stuck in.]

Yeah. [She sighs.] Friend of mine died shortly before the Leviathan showed up. Lost all memory of anything that happened in this place. It's a real bitch.