Aurora didn't take the confession lightly. She was silent for several moments, considering the weight of the problem. She didn't put much stock in Angela's claim that she wasn't capable of love - it hardly mattered to compare the exact quality of two people's emotions, the important thing was how it felt to the person feeling it. If you didn't want to lose someone, if you wanted to make them happy, if you wanted to be close to them, it didn't matter what you called it. "If the world were fair, love would only ever come in pairs," she mused. "But... even then, we'd have trouble here. If anyone from any time could arrive... I suppose we just have to hope that the pain is worth it."