Ah...mm, don't worry about it. That's not your fault at all! Trust me, if anyone finds a way out of here, I'm so coming back and blowing the place up. And then we could have another wedding, if you want one.
It's just -- it's driving me crazy. I can't accept that there's nothing we can do; it's not possible. But -- well, even with everything this place provides for us -- food, clothes, books, pretty much anything -- it's not really worth it if all we can do is just sit and look pretty. I almost feel like we're exhibits in a zoo, but I can't figure out who the hell is watching.
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