She doesn't have any claim on him as far as that goes. The simple fact resonates in her body, setting up an ache in her head and in her chest. They were unbreakable. What happened?

Her hand drifts out to touch his lapels, but she feels too weak, too shattered to pull him close. He is her strength. She needs to find her way back to him, or she's lost. She knows that know, and the how and the why of it doesn't matter.

"I thought I'd lost you."