I guess. And until they tell us otherwise, I am still going to think of this place at Earth. And home. And more importantly, real. This life I have, it is mine, and it is real.

[She has to keep telling herself that sometimes. That even if she has Lenalee's soul, even if all that is true, her life is her own.]

Okay. So. The girl in my memories, her name is Lenalee. And she fights monsters.

[Li-Na opens her bag and pulls out a pair of shiny black ballet flats, the kind of casual shoe that has been so popular the last several years. Standing up, she slides off her tennis shoes and puts on the flats. A moment later they wrap up her legs, taking on the appearance of black thigh highs.]

And that is just putting them on.