/You're a brother to me, Helios, better than my own./ [Avery, Blanc, he was still someone Ginia was trying to sort out. Ginia knew she was past the initial hurt and could bear talking to him, even trust him with important information, but it wasn't the same. The hurt at being abandoned and left alone was one she struggled with.

Her breath catches slightly as she forces herself to smile.]

/Goodness, look at us, we're being so... dour. We definitely need some sugar./