She hooks her arm through his, her gaze softening. Saddening, like she would not allow it to do around the others.

"I know." She puts one hand to her chest and wraps the other through his. "It's like the day's just gotten colder, just when you thought you saw the sun."

She looks into the fire, "... You know what I hate the most? That I didn't get to say goodbye. To Hercules. To you. To Anders, to anyone I loved. If you had - if I had - all the things I never said, Nathaniel. It's a long list."