[ Chell nods, still lost in thought for a moment. There's plenty that maybe could have happened, in that space after the moon where she only remembers darkness. Bullets, gas, lasers, mashy plates, cryosleep.
Ultimately, though, she shrugs. It's impossible to tell at the moment, isn't it? The only way to move is forward. ]
DON'T KNOW NO INJURIES NOW I HAD SCRAPES
[ She shows him her palm, with another shrug, and purses her lips thoughtfully. So ... ]
-SOMEONE BROUGHT US HERE -MICH. MISS. -WE'RE NOT DEAD (WERE DEAD BEFORE?) -FIXED INJURIES -PHOTOS OF US TOGETHER -> WHO? -> WHY? -> SAFE?
[ Some people would probably put "HOW?" on that list of questions. Chell figures it's probably science, of some kind; interesting but not necessarily important at the moment. ]
no subject
Ultimately, though, she shrugs. It's impossible to tell at the moment, isn't it? The only way to move is forward. ]
DON'T KNOW
NO INJURIES NOW
I HAD SCRAPES
[ She shows him her palm, with another shrug, and purses her lips thoughtfully. So ... ]
-SOMEONE BROUGHT US HERE
-MICH. MISS.
-WE'RE NOT DEAD (WERE DEAD BEFORE?)
-FIXED INJURIES
-PHOTOS OF US TOGETHER
-> WHO?
-> WHY?
-> SAFE?
[ Some people would probably put "HOW?" on that list of questions. Chell figures it's probably science, of some kind; interesting but not necessarily important at the moment. ]