"I'm every question you ever had about your reflection," the figure answers, smiling a gentle, enigmatic smile. "And despite appearances, this is not a place."
Aloy's eyes narrow. "All right," she says, though her tone implies that nothing about this is all right at all. "And how am I in this state of mind? More importantly, why am I here?"
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Riddles. Riddles. She can't imagine very many things more aggravating just at this particular moment.
"If it's not a place, then what is it?"
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