[It's always this that's complicated for her, the understanding that her problems deserve any merit. Yasha has to live with deaths on her hands, and all Beau has to live with is disappointment. Her parents are still alive. Contacts she's missed might be out, but she never had friends before the Nein. It's just Mollymauk on her list-- even though that still feels incredibly personal, a wound that never healed right with the man continuing to be by her side.

But Beau listens. Tries to take it in with her face blank, her expression unreadable. But eventually, she nods, at least promising she heard the words Yasha spoke.]

Yeah. I mean, it's... it's fucked up. It's just fucked up. The only thing I have to lose is like... me, I guess. You guys are the ones who have dead people around. I just have issues with my dad.