[ ...Nothing's in there that she hasn't said. Nothing that she hasn't...let slip in a moment of grief. Alex nods once more, a response to both spoken and unspoken questions. ]

It's never anything big. It's more like a...Where Are They Now kind of thing. Like I get this clarity of how it'll turn out, but no real concrete memories. Like I know if I bonded with my step-brother or if we just kind of drifted like awkward neighbors.