[ Despite it not making any logical sense, looking at the girl on the sofa you see both a toddler and a teenager at the same time. A closer inspection of her face reveals that, despite not having the slightly-inhuman angles of Lucky's features, this girl looks remarkably like her.

She doesn't respond to your presence, seemingly completely disconnected from her surroundings, or staunchly ignoring the intruders. ]

She's an echo of a memory. She hasn't really been here for a very long time.