Adia jerks her hand back in the face of Amelia's rage. It's not often that an angry face is directed at her, and it triggers within her a sudden urge to flee. She sits back, a fearful apology on her lips --

And then it's gone, and her friend is sobbing fresh tears. Adia leans forward again, but keeps her hands in her lap. Amelia is grieving, but it's angry and full of self-loathing. Adia doesn't know how to deal with such negative emotions, but she's willing to try, especially because it sounds like no one else has.

"It's okay, I should have asked first before touching you." She thinks back to how her friends handled her anger and grief over losing Caspar a second time. "You can talk or, um... I can talk, or we can both just sit here, But I'm not going to leave you, Amelia. You're my friend, and you'd do the same for me." She pauses a beat and adds, "You did do the same for me, and you didn't even know me then. You deserve plenty."