"Perhaps I was given that unfair advantage because I'm incapable of dealing any other way." She smiled a little, watching him eat in his curiously tidy fashion. "I don't know how to grieve as everyone else does. If I did, perhaps I would." Testing a theory, she smudged some ice cream on her index finger, then touched it to his nose. "Nobody alive is like me anymore. Even Alexia wasn't, not truly. But he was close."
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