[ She's still not as good at identifying mushrooms as he is, but when he stops to start sorting things, she remains standing to hover awkwardly for a second, then finally crouches down herself to watch, and to help where she can. ]

It's been... kind of weird. Like, she definitely does act a lot like the old Da Vinci, but she's always the first one to remind people that they're not the same. You can't even say it's like someone who has amnesia in a story. She knows everything that's happened.

[ She picks up one of the non-poisonous mushrooms, twirling it a little in her fingers. ]

But... yeah. For what it's worth, there's a part of her that's still around.