Victoire nodded again and wiped her eyes. "You're right. Of course you're right. It's just - it's hard to see it sometimes, that's all. It's hard to remember he's not my partner here when I wake up every morning, and for that brief moment, I forget and I reach for him. And it's just..." She shook her head. She couldn't think about that. This was her reality now, and the sooner she came to terms with it, the easier it would be. She hoped.
That got a shaky smile out of her. "You're every bit the Aunt Ginny I know from home. Just as brave and strong and fierce, and I'd like to be friends here. Very much." Someone to spend time with without the pressure of being perfect. Someone she could really talk to. "Thanks. I'm really sorry about all of this. I shouldn't have broken down like this. I'm usually - I'm usually better than this."