I spotted Rebecca who was alone and staring with empty eyes at the bright sun.
"Why it is such a nice day?" She muttered. "It should be horrible."
I wasn't quite sure what she meant at the time. I didn't understand her underlying feelings. But, I had the sense to tread carefully.
"Hey, Rebecca." I said. Then again loud enough to break her out of her withdrawn state.
"Hello, Sorcerer."
"Damian. I saw Galen as a friend. He saved my life. You can use my name."
"Damian." She said, but nothing else.
"Have you eaten?" I asked, trying to fill the silence.
She shook her head. "I am not hungry."
I bite back the words to say "You should eat."
Tara, however, said them instead.
Rebecca nodded with a glum, ashen face. Somehow, I doubted she would eat.