[ At this point the sight of her writing words in the dirt probably isn't unfamiliar to anyone on the island. She doesn't look too different from the usual (though she is missing the green cardigan she always seems to wear even in the heat).

She looks up to answer only after she's finally done writing. ]

Ah, it's been awhile. Maybe? Since we've spent any time together I mean.

[ She stands up, lets Vriska lead. Her voice is a little far away. ]

I don't know how to keep track of the days anymore.