[ She was silent for a moment after, carefully handling her hair, gently massaging her scalp. Robin hadn't been around or known Ianthe long enough to come close to understanding the full scope of her feelings — that'd be like expecting anyone to understand Robin's experience with her family — but there were links that could be placed down here and there: being overworked when she was surrounded by death. Having those who mattered to her disappear when there was no closure. ]
no subject
Have you been alone here?
[ Her constructs aside. ]