Some of them. I didn't have them when it all, but as things go on, you pick up stuff, some of it from home, if you're lucky, some of it not, if you're...not.

[She was lucky, apparently.]

The shirt's mine, the book's mine, I found the radio back home. The phone...I guess that's mine too even if I never actually took it with me.

[Continuing to just sound like the spooky phone is no big deal.]

This is weird, but as much as a creep as the guy on the line was...it's almost kind of comforting to have something from home.