I was dead for ages, Davina, and when I woke up it was a mess of manipulation, and family drama, and a body I didn’t know; all this anger I couldn’t shake. And that very night I saw you leaving the church with this look on your face like the whole world was on your shoulders, you brushed up against some dead flowers… and you stopped… and you looked around and you brought those flowers back to life with your magic. I was dead for ages, Davina Claire. And you smiled, and something inside of me cracked wide open. And only then did I feel alive again.