"I know it does. I know it," Karla said. "This sounds stupid, but it won't always hurt so much. And until it stops...you can share your pain with me. It's okay, I can bear it."

She'd done it before, hadn't she?

"If nothing else, Raven, think of this pain as one last gift from your mother." She tipped Raven's chin up to look into the empath's eyes. "Do you know what you are feeling? True grief. True loss. This is truly what separates you from your father. He will never understand what it is like to mourn someone precious to them. Where he finds fulfillment in death, you find loss. And that is the fundamental difference between you and Trigon."