Embarrassment burned alongside Vi’s grief as she and Ryn stood among the memorial items. It went against everything inside her to show any kind of weakness. She may have learned how to let her guard down around Ryn, but in front of Asami and Jay? No. She was supposed to be stronger than this.
“I’m sorry, this is so pathetic,” she said, her voice shaky. “I’m fine. We can head back to the Guild now. You need to deal with—”
“They can handle things for a few minutes,” Ryn said.
Vi shook her head. “I’m sorry,” she repeated, blinking furiously at the tears that refused to recede. “Sometimes it just hits me out of nowhere. Like … things feel almost normal, and you and I are joking about something, and I forget that she’s gone, and then suddenly … bam. Something reminds me, and it’s a shock all
