“They were more than my comrades in arms,” she says, quietly. “They were my friends. Three of them I even know from - home, before Mundus; my roommate Jules, otherwise known as our rogue Sekhmet; Alesha, Holy Knight of the Dawn Goddess, who worked to house the homeless back home; and Hikaru, our mage and engineer, the most brilliant man I’ve ever known.”

She sighs. “I miss them. I wouldn’t wish an Imp’s slave collar on them, but I miss them. Don’t have anything as concrete as a flower named for them to remind me, either.”