"Just because you've survived it before doesn't mean you have to suffer now," she said with a wry little smile. "I can help headaches, if you like." She'd done quite enough without asking - she'd at least give Guy the option of having her help this time.

Nina tucked her hair back and watched Frank. She wanted to help. She was desperate to do something, but there was nothing to be had for it. She rubbed her own forehead and held back tears. Inej was in pieces, Kaz was being a recluse, and now Frank was falling apart. She couldn't help any of them.

Saints, the last thing she wanted to do was cry in front of anyone. She wondered if she could blame the hormones if she couldn't hold it back. She sniffled and stubbornly tried to will the feeling away.