Such a quaint little gift they have bestowed upon us, hm? I must confess that the craftsmanship is rather... superb, I suppose?
[Rachel, seated once again on her cat-chair, smirks and holds up a 'snow'globe with her dainty hand. It was a rather detailed replica (?) of the hierarchical cities atop the numerous mountains of the world, with a thick purple miasma collecting on the bottom of the glass, rather than fake 'snow' or glitter.]
However, no matter the beauty, it's quite too boring for my tastes. It isn't too different from what I'm used to back home, you see. Just an observer, a part of the audience. Having this is merely a... more convenient method of doing so. If it were real, anyway.
[She places it on her lap and caresses the glass sphere with an amused chuckle.]
Oh well... I suppose it would make a fine display on my bookshelf.