For once she is alone. There is no voice trying to fight back, no trying to fight the guilt of what she's done in the fight to survive.
For once, she is alone in her head.
And she likes it, because she can do whatever she wants without having to fight for it. Melanie had fought her on everything - what to eat, where to go, who to kiss.
She hated not having a mind of her own, the inability to do anything.
But this body, Pet's, is empty. There is only her in here.
And, honestly, she loves it.