Marie-Laure sits alone in her room, clutching the stone in her fist. She calls her father’s name, Daniel, and wonders if her great-uncle Etienne has managed to survive the bombing as well. She tries to tell herself, “this is not real.”
Marie-Laure retreats into fantasy—she can’t handle the harsh reality of the bombing all around her. We can also see that, through all the odds, she remains fiercely loyal to her father, wherever he might be.