"Right now... or recently... you're still healing." Jen tilted her head and frowned. "I'm sorry." The young girl stepped in to hug April. She felt sorry for her and while it wasn't like it was with Quen she could almost feel the history of pain and confusion the girl had suffered. It was there, but almost like it was hidden behind a curtain. That glow grew larger, and she felt that empty half of her with almost an urgent plea to be filled.