"I did. A lot of my graduation was learning what is my fault, or my duty, or my burden, and what is not." She looks aside at Shaw.
"I've met a lot of kids who'd just lost parents. There isn't a way they react. Some cry. Some rage. Some trigger." She shrugs a shoulder. "Some don't seem to notice, for a long time afterwards."
"Mm, no, I noticed. I thought about him a lot. I could see the empty space he left behind." She pauses. "I could see how much my mom hurt. But if I hurt, I couldn't tell."
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"I've met a lot of kids who'd just lost parents. There isn't a way they react. Some cry. Some rage. Some trigger." She shrugs a shoulder. "Some don't seem to notice, for a long time afterwards."
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Shaw shrugs, a bit stiffly but with no sign of offense taken at the question. Bluntness is a thing she can appreciate.
"No, I couldn't feel it. Not ever."