[ She's been telling him this time and time again: all he ever has to do is be himself. And even if that self is a small dog, it helps. The solidarity in that howl helps. He's doing fine.

It's always just her who's like this, who latches onto people because she has so few in her life, and when they're gone, it tears holes in her heart that's already had to be patched up so many times already. This dog too will probably find his owner when she takes him around the school and the inn, but for now, she can pretend that he's hers, and that she's not alone. ]

...Yeah. I also want to yell at him for a lot of stuff. I really want to talk to him again... I want to hear his voice.

[ She can't even take comfort in the audio diaries even though the voices are the same, because all the Original says is mean and concerning things. ]