â There was no place for me to return to; this was the only place I could go. â
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   Itâs a most disorienting experience, hearing one language in her left ear while the other is treated to an effectiveâbut slightly delayedâtranslation from her Focus. Aloy has to concentrate harder than she lets on to make sense of the conversation, and every so often she has to press a finger to her uncovered ear to make it a little bit easier.Â
    âBut you didnâtâŠcome from here? I mean, your peopleâancestors.â Aloy tilts her head back, eyes on the stars. Even with all her travels and discoveries, itâs hard to fathom the concept of an outer space, let alone other inhabitable planets. Why wouldnât humanity have escaped this place, if they could?  Well, she supposes, thinking back on the datapoints stored in her Focus, they really couldnât, could they?  âHow is that possible?âÂ
