( Rosita isn't sure what she expected or wanted to hear, but somehow the response she gets doesn't satisfy all the remaining questions. Probably a by-product of being dissatisfied with just about everything to do with how they would up here, how this world differs and has too much in common with her own.
It's all a mess. Her hands settle on her hips, and she frowns as her gaze drops to the ground. )
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It's all a mess. Her hands settle on her hips, and she frowns as her gaze drops to the ground. )
Huh.