[She's fiddling with the fringe hiding her scars, a nervous habit that tends to crop up whenever she's feeling anxious.]

Where I grew up...most people, they 'ad really bad starts an' never managed to get past that. Got stuck in it all their lives.

[She doesn't know how to go into detail without worrying or upsetting Penny. The streets of the East End had been no place for a child to grow up. Pickpockets and thieves, prostitutes in corners or in the alleys where Doll and her friend tried to steal a few hours of shivering cold sleep, murders.]

Even if you get out of there...doesn't mean an 'appy endin'. Doesn't come for free, bein' saved from a place like that.