For what it's worth -- [ and she's not convinced it's worth all that much, really, when contrasted against a seven decade long sleep ] -- things were already different. After the war. Or maybe the problem is that they weren't different enough...

[ she'd gotten used to mattering. to making waves. she'd changed, but the world hadn't changed enough around her. most of it would have been happy to put her back in her box. ]

I won't ask you where you were found. [ ... ] There are some answers I know I shouldn't chase.