Tess stays where she is, watching him take it. There's that usual sting of the impact, familiar twice now today, and her fist trembles like she might follow through with another, bring him right down to the ground, but she doesn't. She just watches him, nearly vibrating with energy.

And then, as he goes to deal with the blood, she steels herself.

Joel is dead, she thinks. Joel is dead and he was the person she trusted most in the world, thought was most loyal to her, but he's dead and gone and he moved on from her the same way he moved on from everyone he lost.

It's the way of the world and she's going to have to deal with it, the same way she's dealt before.

She goes right back to collected, even if her heart is still racing on the inside. She's not sure it's ever going to be normal again.

"Yeah," she replies, coolly. "Getting there."