"No. I don't know where you came from, but you're definitely not there anymore. This is the Meadous. It's a...training dimension. World. Thing. You were snatched out of...whatever world or universe you were in before, and brought here. Just like the rest of us. Some of us have been here for months. Myself included."
He seems to know her, though. She can only assume that there was a Terezi back there, too. Someone he was close to, from the sound of it.
"Sorry. It's probably obvious now, but I'm not the Terezi you knew there, either." It's hard to tell that to someone. Like taking their hope--a figurine of glass--and smashing it with a hammer. But it's better done now than later. It's better not to lie about these things.
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He seems to know her, though. She can only assume that there was a Terezi back there, too. Someone he was close to, from the sound of it.
"Sorry. It's probably obvious now, but I'm not the Terezi you knew there, either." It's hard to tell that to someone. Like taking their hope--a figurine of glass--and smashing it with a hammer. But it's better done now than later. It's better not to lie about these things.