"Are you sure you'll find what you're looking for at the bottom of a bottle?" Micha slid onto the barstool next to her old friend, not bothering to hide both her concern and support for the other woman.
She'd gone through this once before, but that had been nearly two decades from now. It had been easier when there had been a lifetime of memories for Kytana to fall back on, but now House had been taken after only a few short years. Micha could only hope the irascible doctor would return, having only been taken by the island and not dead from old age.