"We don't," Nill agrees gently, and she tries to make it feel like her fingers tighten on Beth's hand, making sure that the presence hasn't faded if nothing else, that Beth will feel like someone was with her until the last moment. That maybe she won't think it's just a figment of a dying mind. "We don't, but sometimes it's very hard not to be upset."

"Take care of yourself too, alright? I'll see you soon."