Would it be a kindness to remind Amelia that she and Caspar were apart for three years? Or would that merely rub salt in the wound? In the end, she doesn't say anything, merely shifts her grip so that she keeps one arm around Amelia's shoulders while letting the other drop. Amelia can shrug out of the contact if she wants, but her shoulder is there to be leaned on as long as the rogue needs it.

"You were trying very hard," Adia agrees. "You're still trying. It's a process that takes time." She reaches with her free hand into her messenger bag, pulling out a pack of tissues and offering them to her friend. "And it's not easy. You've only failed if you stop trying, Amelia. I... I can't tell you what Harley was thinking, but I know that I"m proud of you."