Victra huffs out a soft, choked laugh, her chest feeling tight with emotion -- guilt and fear and relief and amusement -- and her throat dry. Even now, without the intrusion of the city into her mind, Victra doesn't know what she's done to deserve someone as caring as Jesse in her life. But she'll take it. She'll take it with both arms wrapping around him into a tight hug.

"I wish I could say I missed you too," she says. "Instead I've got all these memories of not feeling anything."