[She wouldn't call it getting along. They follow her around like little sentries and are incredibly frustrating since neither of them have the ability to speak. Justine has made sure to feed them and look after them but it's been stressful in that house. It's filled with memories and no matter what she does, she can't remember. It doesn't feel like she belongs there but she also doesn't feel like she belongs anywhere else.
She closes her eyes and rests her head against his chest.]
end?
She closes her eyes and rests her head against his chest.]
Yeah.
I think they look after me more than I do them.