Human. Genesis had no idea of the irony of her choice of expression, but her words warmed Qebhet all the same. Human, she may not be, but she wasn't alone in feeling that guilt, that helplessness.
(It occurred to her with a distant twinge that she might have said a similar thing to Kaden. She tried not to dwell on that.)
"Thank you," she said, lifting her face to meet Genesis' eyes, wanting the young woman to know her gratitude. Qebhet had known Genesis was compassionate and thoughtful – it was what made her good at her job – but she hadn't needed to offer something so personal of herself. Qebhet had rarely heard her bring up her time in prison of her own volition, and she'd never even known Genesis had a son. "Truly. That means a lot."