[It's dumb, but she's tempted to keep the picture. She doesn't. She slides it back into the drawer.]
Rosa? Who's Rosa?
[That idea sounds promising and she's not at all opposed at exploring farther down this new path. Max stares at the object in his hand. It's some kind of electronic thing, she knows, can tell that much by looking at it. It's also entirely foreign to her.]
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[It's dumb, but she's tempted to keep the picture. She doesn't. She slides it back into the drawer.]
Rosa? Who's Rosa?
[That idea sounds promising and she's not at all opposed at exploring farther down this new path. Max stares at the object in his hand. It's some kind of electronic thing, she knows, can tell that much by looking at it. It's also entirely foreign to her.]
What is it?