[ There's a pause while Grace waits to see if he'll add anything else, and then another as she sips at her tea and tries to gather her thoughts. ]

I think we can't help but cling to familiarity in a place that has very little of it. [ Her voice is a little quieter as she cradles the cup in her hands again. ] And so even the things we didn't necessarily like or want, we find ourselves missing.

[ One side of her mouth tugs into a slightly dry expression. Does she mean Lan Xichen, now, or herself? Is there a difference? ]