[ She'd recognize that voice anywhere. Ronan Lynch. It's a much-welcomed comfort in a place that feels perpetually uncomfortable. A place that makes Blue want to squirm right out of her skin -- as though it was something inside of her that was causing the feeling, not everything around her.

Her lips turn upward into a playfully smug smirk as she shifts her attention to the boy who is towering over her. ]

I don't know, it's still a pretty nice place even though they let you in here.

[ She's glad to see his face, everything had been so strange here that it was nice to have something -- or rather, someone -- familiar around. It makes her feel less like she's just making all this up in her head, and more like this is something she's really experiencing. If Ronan's here along with her, then there had to be some explanation as to why.

(And once she figured out the Why, maybe she could figure out the Where. One question at a time.)

She wouldn't have just imagined up Ronan, of all people if she were going crazy, right? It just didn't make any sense. And Blue prides herself on being sensible, she can surely figure this out if she just takes a moment to really try. ]

Environmentalism is an important issue.

[ She's unsure if he's speaking literally or not -- it sounds like one of Ronan's typical jabs at her. Blue certainly doesn't remember being chained to a tree before she arrived here, but her memories are fuzzy and she writes off this forgetfulness as just another Weird Thing on the seemingly endless list of them. ]

I walked here. [ It's matter-of-fact and paired with a shit-eating grin. ] But before here, I’m still trying to figure out. I’ve gotten as far as… [ She reaches forward and tugs a strip of paper from off of the bottom of one of the flyers and then holds it up between herself and Ronan. ] Finding affordable lawn care service.