It's easy for her to forget she is more than an echo of a heartbeat, a thought that got away. If she was given a body and a life, what is it you want her to do with them? I don't think she can pretend she is human any longer.
If this in-between state of dwelling is her destiny, don't tease her with promises you can't keep. It is making her sea-sick. And you know how hard it is to travel with nausea wrapped around your heart. It makes joy almost impossible.
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