"Can you see her yet?"
"To those deemed normal, are you convinced that those of us that are not do not know we are different?"
"But her name is Lauren. We call it our slave name, and nobody has permission to call us by that name. Not a single one of you."
"A child is like a houseplant, only needing a few basic things for survival. Food, water, love, and some sunlight. Maybe you assumed she was giving me those things. I suspect you never gave enough shit to provide them to me yourself, so there I was left with crumbs."
"Giving up is not something I take lightly, and making a conscious choice to do it again is a toss up for me."