"I'M SORRY." "Well." Blackbird looked at Riverfur for a long moment. "Who isn't? It's sad. The whole freaking thing." "You don't have to act like that around me. Maybe everyone else. But not me. I know you cared for her, even if you never loved her." "How do you know whether I loved her or not?" Blackbird snapped. Riverfur sighed, and Blackbird instantly felt sorry for the pained look on his brother's face. "I don't matter. Did she know you loved her?" "I don't think I knew if I did," Blackbird whispered. "Isn't that sick?" "How was the vigil? Last night was cold." "Mothfly," Blackbird reminded him.