She has no idea who the hell this mysterious Andres is and how he can hurt them all so. And she sure as hell is not about to ask Namo any more than she was Gorlim.

She also has very little idea of what actually happened tonight. Again, she will not ask.

"You shouldn't have to," she murmurs.

"You shouldn't and...I don't think you ever really will. But memories have a lot of power. And sometimes you want to believe."

If something came to her wearing Ramon's face? Called her 'sweetheart,' called her 'friend'? She'd let it tear her apart, so long as it smiled.