"Do you think that's what it is?" she asks excitedly, looking up to him with bright eyes. "I don't have any doubt that we existed before all of this; what I remember tells me of a world much larger than this house, and of experiences that were very much real."

She looks back down at the book, studies the letters she cannot read. They're different than the other unreadable tongues in that someone who can read them is standing right next to her. Because of that, they mean something more.