"Good point. You're actually great at doing that." Julia thinks it counts, she came her for her own peace and quiet. But she does need other people. An extrovert to the core, she can only regain her tranquility from this place, before dragging herself back among the world. A long time ago, before her memory, she had a friend who spent a lot of time by himself, but he couldn't be more different from Aloy. She just reminds Julia of him, in a way she can't put a finger on, as well as not remembering his name or his face. Maybe it's the friendship that is familiar.

"Yeah, I hope so." She plays with the grass, it sways back and forth under her touch like a magnet. Like each piece of it is trying to reach her. Nature often reacts that way to her. The trees shower her with leaves, the flowers curl toward her for attention. She's not a nature goddess in Abraxas terms, but she was a version of one, once. That's why her home is like this.

"It feels weird, you know? Well, you wouldn't know, actually. You don't have one." At least not one that Julia is aware of. She sees Aloy as too centered for that. "We made them and exile them there, until one of us puts them down. They're really just trying to live." It doesn't mean it's okay when they attack, it's more that she has sympathy for them.