Ah, yes.

I imagine that would be ...devastating.

I'm sorry, Priscilla. Sorry you had to endure these things. And that you were lonely. You seem to have so many friends.

Some of it is beyond my experience entirely, and I find myself ...oh, at a loss for words.

Maybe there don't always have to be words.

[She smiles back - she's unused to it, never sure if it looks frightening or comforting. It could be either, but she hopes it''s the latter.]