[She remains frustrated but his voice and words calm her down. Amelia stops ripping the grass out of the floor and takes a few deep breaths. When he tells her that she can take her time, she laughs emptily.]
Time? Time... Yes. I can take my time. So much... Time.
[Standing up she lets her arms hang by her side and the grass sticks to her palms. Amelia touches her face and then looks at her palms.]
But it's been... How long now? How much time...?
[And before she can continue, there's a knock on the door.]
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Time? Time... Yes. I can take my time. So much... Time.
[Standing up she lets her arms hang by her side and the grass sticks to her palms. Amelia touches her face and then looks at her palms.]
But it's been... How long now? How much time...?
[And before she can continue, there's a knock on the door.]