Grief was often something I presumed to suffer alone. For most of my life, I did not know how to keep it from consuming me. Driving me. Only of recent years did I discover that it needn't always be the case.

[ Which is to say, Yelena doesn't have to go through this alone. If she's reaching out in any fashion, some part of her seems to understand that.

A pause of consideration. ]

Would you like some company?