Isabelle: Everyone with it is different, John. Just because she and I share the syndrome, doesn't mean we share the same head.
John: But you must be able to help somehow… Everything was okay at first, but now, she's more aloof than before. Even when we're in the same room, she's never really… there. It's starting to take a toll on me. I just don't know how to take it anymore.
Isabelle: Well, I can't speak for her, but many of us do long for connections. …Though, being to articulate it is a different story. Just because she struggles to express it, it doesn't mean she doesn't feel anything. She's still there, right? Sometimes you just have to have faith that she cares.
John: That's pretty difficult to do, day in and day out.
Isabelle: I know.
Nicolas: Wait, but why do you seem so normal, Izzy? I mean, don't you have the same condition?
Isabelle: For one, I was diagnosed when I was still young. With effort, it's not impossible to acquire a guise of social norms systemically. But you know what? I both envy and pity River. Me… I'm an actress, because I've been doing it all my life. Not only on-stage, but off-stage… and at practically every moment. I've gotten good at it, because acting is the only option I have. It's the only way for me to be 'normal'. But River… She never did that. She remained an outcast and refused to learn to step against it. …I don't know if it was by choice or by limit, whether bravery or cowardice.
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Isabelle: …There are days when I just can't stand faking it anymore. And then, I realize that it's too late. The Isabelle that people know is all an act, and the real me has long become a stranger. I think in the end… I just envy her.
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