Here's the thing about a temper like Verity's: the hottest flames burn the quickest--and burn out. There's a hesitation while she wipes her hands clean, but soon Amelia's getting a hug. Verity won't push her to talk again until she's ready. Sometimes you just have to cry it out. Gods know Verity's been there enough the last few weeks.

If and when Amelia lifts her head, there's a handful of clean tissues on offer.