She exhales with a shaky breath but can't bring herself to look at him. True friends have been few and far between in her life, and she doesn't know why Trip cares so much for her. To go out of his way to try and find her shows an incredible level of kindness. He'd kept looking, and now he's at her side even though she's been nothing but a terror since her return.

"How am I going to live without him?" It has nothing to do with Trip being present at the moment, but it's where her thoughts keep returning to. She's never been without her brother and really had imagined that time in the hotel was temporary and along with it, so was her separation from Gloss. It feels final now. She continues softly: "We're twins. I can't be a twin by myself." It might sounds childish, she knows that. Her brother has always been part of her identify. Being Cashmere without Gloss feels impossible.