“You’ve mentioned your mother a bit to me before. How there were times she couldn’t go outside.” Like him, he’s had the bees in his brain. Not as bad as her, it sounds like, but enough to sympathize with this woman just a little.

“It sounds like a lot to carry, Siffleur. Both the things she meant to share, and the things she didn’t. It’s all still affecting you now, how you’re reacting to the cracks. That’s pretty heavy.”