I don't know. When I died, there would have been another two years before I'd have to go to sleep again, so of course I'm not getting sleeping yet. It's still a while before I'd start to feel that way.

[She shrugs] I hope you're right, though. I hate going to sleep. Still... I wonder how it would work? Like, what if your blood didn't work because you weren't my Carl? I guess I'd be like sister then, huh? How weird.