"Even so," Erin agrees, a flickering smile once again gracing her lips. "Every sharp and cold edge of me, and the hot and bloody shit beneath. I've been beaten down, I've been damned, and I've been shattered, and I'm still here, on the long death march back to happiness. And in the meantime...well, there's plenty of the damned on the way, to pick back up to their feet and encourage to march alongside me."