"Or maybe Yu- I could watch her," Yuri echoed, nodding. He did not feel very guilty about depriving Jude. He tugged lightly on the ponytail out the back of her head, able to grin when he wasn't looking at her.
"Mm, that doesn't sound bad at all," Gwawr said thoughtfully, tempted, "But I don't think I could make a meal- there's someone else I mean to meet this afternoon while I'm in the country. I reckon you wouldn't see me until this evening. You wouldn't mind that?" And it was sincere, on more than one level. Gwawr had met Zach first, Katya clutching her hand and following after. Yuri had Zach had grown far closer, but they were all of them friends once, even after her death.
If there were arguments that happened between Zach and Gwawr in the two years after when she and Yuri had tried, and failed so beautifully to piece their lives back together, she did not remember them.