Alex turns that over in her head for a minute. Loved her. In love with her. She's never quite been able to figure it out. She just remembers the feeling of Hellie being there, being so fucking...present. And then utterly gone. She hopes she's happy, on the other side of the veil. She at least hopes that Len and those other assholes are nowhere near her.

"Yeah," she says, still pulled away from him a little. "It was...Shitty." Well done, Stern, she hears and, somehow, it's in Darlington's voice. "Something of an understatement, isn't it?