"I am sorry," Raven said, closing her eyes and reining her emotions in. "I am feeling sorry for myself. I should not."

She wiped the handkerchief across her eyes. "Are they...are they all safe? Are they home? I cannot feel them anymore." She'd had some vague sense of them when her spirit had been trapped in Azar's rings, and her Trigon-possessed body had wormed her power into their heads, of course. But once her body had been destroyed and her spirit had come wherever this was, she'd lost all sense of them.