"Oh, Savannah, I'm sorry," April said, reaching out and touching her friend's hand. "It's not that I don't care, never think that, I just didn't want to pry and push you on a matter so personal. I figured if you were ready, or willing, to talk about it you would."
"I'm sorry, I should have asked beyond asking how you are."
April thought about the question, and she could see the downsides, but she couldn't regret the decision. Living on their own, seeing what life could be like in a world where they could live in peace. "Would we have left if we knew this would be the result? No, there would be no point. Knowing what we did then, believing what we did then, we made the decision that was best for our family. I can't and won't regret the last few months of our lives. I can just make the best of the situation now."
April was confused for a moment, but then smiled when she realised where Savannah's head was. "I meant you bouncing back, but I suppose it applies to both. You're right though, it doesn't really matter."