There isn't much left now, anyway. Just tons of snow from the avalanche and ruins that are half-buried/half-charred. It's nothing anyone who was there needs to see again.

[Including herself. Her lips form a thin line just thinking about it.]

I can try to focus away from that, though. Let me get you a round and you can tell me what you've been up to. Hopefully it makes for a better story than mine.