We keep having things in common, [ she laughs, and it's a strange little thing. Partly brought on by echoing the words he said to her back in the garden, that night after he saved her from her nightmare. Partly because she feels like he might be the only person who truly knows how she feels. ]

I've been trying so hard to be who I was before Devigny, to try and find who that was and where she's been hiding, but I don't think she exists anymore. So I thought...when we go to bury my clan, I might as well bury her, too.

[ She sniffles, but these tears aren't so painful as the others she's cried of late. Aggrieved, but somehow...hopeful. And the stars really are beautiful, aren't they? ]

We can grieve for ourselves and know that nobody can ever touch who we were ever again. Lutair can try to find you, but he'll be looking in the wrong place, for the wrong person, and he'll be sorry for it.