[Viewing other people's memories is not a power she thinks she has but that maybe it was her mother's. Hard to tell when her mom is basically a vegetable and can't actually talk to her. El stares for a minute before pushing her own can across the table in order to swap. Then takes the peaches instead.]
We won't go back there. [Not with the bad men, anyway.]
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We won't go back there. [Not with the bad men, anyway.]
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[She reaches out and takes the fruit Eleven had been eating, stirring it up.]
No one's gonna let that happen.
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She doesn't really have anything else to say so unless the other girl does, they'll just finish their meal in silence.]