[ It's not like she knows that it's only the first time Sandry has said it - but there is something about the other's tone that does give Ange the impression that she at least hasn't said it all that often before.

It makes the redhead turn her head to slowly look at Sandry, something in her gaze softening. It feels worse that someone like Sandry is trapped here, honestly. She's so nice. It makes the entire dumb premise of this place make less and less sense. If anyone doesn't belong here, it's Sandry. ]

It's okay. I also want to go back.

[ Despite the not-so-rosy description Ange just gave of her world - it's true. She hasn't thought of a moment about staying here. ]

I've been trying to find a way. I can't say I've exactly made a whole lot of progress so far, but.. when I find out more, I could let you know. [ It's the thing Ange usually only shares with other people she finds smart. With the other people looking into this thing.

But Sandry is so nice that Ange thinks the other just.. deserves the information. It's a bit of a strange and new thought to her, but she can feel it settle within her. ]