Chibi
Mara…

Mara
Hmm?

Chibi
Do you remember that?

Mara
What?

Chibi
There.

(He points.)

Mara
…

It’s just a street.

Chibi
It wasn’t.

Mara
Yes it was.

Chibi
No.

(Beat.)

Mara
Chibi…

Chibi
Yeah?

Mara
It feels fine.

Chibi
I know.

Mara
Before it didn’t.

Chibi
No.

Mara
Now it does.

Chibi
Yeah.

(A pause.)

Mara
That’s good.

(He looks at her.)

Chibi
Is it?

Mara
…

Yes.

(They walk a few steps.)

Chibi
Listen.

Mara
I don’t hear anything.

Chibi
Exactly.

Mara
…

(She looks down at her shadow. It behaves perfectly.)

Mara
It’s normal.

Chibi
Too normal.

Mara
What does that mean?

Chibi
It’s not trying anymore.

Mara
Trying what?

(He hesitates.)

Chibi
To be right.

Mara
…

(She watches people passing. Everything smooth.)

Mara
They’re fine.

Chibi
Yeah.

Mara
No one’s scared.

Chibi
No.

Mara
I’m not scared.

Chibi
I know.

(A pause.)

Mara
Chibi…

Chibi
Yeah?

Mara
If something was wrong…

Chibi
Yeah?

Mara
I would feel it.

Chibi
You did.

Mara
…

(Beat.)

Mara
I don’t anymore.

(A long silence.)

Chibi
I do.

(She looks at him.)

Mara
Then why doesn’t it feel wrong?

(He thinks. Then:)

Chibi
Because it wants you to stay.

Mara
Stay?

Chibi
Yeah.

Mara
Where?

(He looks at the street.)

Chibi
Like this.

(A pause.)

Mara
…

(Softly.)

Mara
I like it like this.

(He nods once.)

Chibi
I know.

---

Stand in a place where everything feels right—

and notice who is the last one still unsure.