She has to look a bit further, but her mannerisms...her worried face...her tugging on her stuffed animal in the same way she does (flicking her ears as she holds it to her chest)...
"It IS you", Maya said, giving her sister a hug. "I'm so sorry for not believing you...but how?" Saya notes the bottle, and explains what happened. When they were done, they sat on the bed together.
"I guess this makes me the oldest now, right?" Saya asks her sister, now towering over her. "Feels kind of nice."
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