She definitely was not kidding there. PJ would be lying if she said she never went through names in books and online. There was a time that she thought Ethan had been "the one" and she'd dreamed of that entire life with him.
The accent that Dominique had displayed through this entire thing had intrigued her. She knew it was French, but she hadn't really focused on it until she started listing off the names of her siblings and herself. It was much more pronounced then.
Having inherited the Empath ability from her mother and her father, PJ had no issues whatsoever deciphering the mood swings that ebbed and flowed within the blonde before her. She felt bad for her because she knew exactly what it was like to be without family. She didn't know what it was like to be pregnant without her family, though. For that, the Empathy had come in handy in feeling what she was feeling.
"I'm sorry that you're hurting." It was a word vomit of the worst kind. Those that came from deep down, from feeling something so strongly that it all just bubbled up.