[ Each little mention of the people outside these walls brings the smallest of smiles to Riley's face. Not all of them have been able to visit her; it was hard enough to get authorization for the people who have, and everyone's got their own lives, their own problems. But just hearing about them fills Riley with a kind of radiance she's never felt before.

A whole group of people. Hers. For real this time.

It's what, with Anna's small nudge, sparks a more embarrassed smile. Riley chuckles in response, though it's nervous. ] Self-reflection... Yeah, I get it.

[ With a small tilt of her head: ] It's...kind of the same thing every day here...so, tell me about it. Life. I know, you already do, but— Hearing someone talk is so different from reading letters.