"Not a whole lot."  She replied.  "Honestly...I'm not sure I want to leave my room.  Everything's still as it was...you know, before all this happened, and I'm really scared that the minute I walk out of here, that I let it out of my sight, it's going to end up like<em>her</em>room."  Even as Yang, there were certain portions of memory that she could access that belonged to her predecessor.  Especially if they happened to overlap with something Yang herself might pay attention to.  Like what the room of the cute girl she wanted to spoon and fondle into ecstasy looked like.  "She had a family, too, didn't she?  Her older brother lived in the house with her."