Myka set down her tea then. She wanted to reach out to Helena, squeeze her hand again and express comfort through familiar touch. But Helena picked up her tea and Myka kept her hands to herself. She did scoot closer to Helena.
“That’s a hard thing to watch. Especially for you.” Myka was thinking about Christina, knowing how much HG was probably equating the two. Though Myka fully recognized how tragic it was for James to die so young and in such a horrible fashion, it seemed this place saw fit to make that death right. Whereas Christina’s death was never fixed. “A life potentially cut short that early is traumatic... doesn't mean you shouldn't be happy. It's okay to feel upset, and to let yourself feel the upset. And you can talk about it with me. I’m here to listen.”