Marcie swallowed hard. Tragos' birthday... Because she'd never shared one with him, she hadn't been focused on it, and she felt a fresh pang of guilt at not to recognize it in some way, and honouring his memory.
"But you aren't dead," she said, feeling like curling up into a ball. She shouldn't though. Closing herself off wasn't helpful for Kaden. "It's a think for you. I'm sorry I didn't do anything for it. I should have."