Don't tell him that you hate him. Lies like that are... [ She hiccups a little, residual from when she was crying so hard she couldn't catch her breath. ]

This place isn't like where I was before. Back home, it was similar but I think it was like...a time loop? And each time was different, but each time people died and we voted people off. This isn't like that but...

You should make the most of what you have, even if it's selfish. There might not be a next time and sometimes you just...need to do things for you. That's how...I live. Because I was never supposed to exist at all.