" As she sat in her seat on the near-empty funky train home, she’d curled her body toward the window and shut her eyes. She took a deep breath, truly relaxing for the first time in hours, and this was when she felt that sensation of being pulled into two. Her eyes shot open and as she stared out the window, she began to quietly weep.
‘Anyanwu?’ She whispered. And then she heard herself respond in a deep voice, ‘Sleep, Sunny, I am here. "

― Nnedi Okorafor , Akata Warrior (The Nsibidi Scripts #2)