Thing is, Kaylee's mother has always been one of the go-to ladies in Jefferson, when you've got a sick mother or father or husband or wife or child and you need an extra pair of hands for a couple of hours, and in eighteen years of watching that go on, you see what happens when people die. You see what to do when there's nothing else to do. And one of the things you learn is that there's no good in letting them see you're upset. You have to push it back.

You have to do the job.

She'll slip away to the engine room every now and again for her kind of quiet, when it gets heavy.

Right now, though, she's here, and it's...all right.

"How long you been up?"