I don’t know why, but, a few hours ago when she got up to go to the bathroom, the girl didn’t return to her corner. She walked over here and took a seat close enough that we could speak to each other if either of us so chose, but far enough to not be imposing. When she laid down, her head, resting on her wadded up jacket, was less than a meter away. She closed her eyes and went to sleep for real for the first time in nearly four days.
She hasn’t moved since.