"Yeah?" Kate asks, hooking her arm through his without a second thought. "Effy jumped off it, too. That was the first time I met her." The first time she met her the second time, really, but that's still a whole new meeting. Effy isn't the same girl she was the first time around.

"What's it like?" she asks, slowing her pace, her bag thumping lightly against her hip as they walk. What she wants to know, really, is if it's going to help her at all, but Harley can't answer that for her. It probably won't. She isn't sure anything is going to make her feel better except for time, just like everyone says.