There's a cycle to this. There's following after her parents, yes, biological and otherwise, but there's also following after her aunt. There's security in holding onto this sort of positive tradition, even if some of the others have to be let go.

Her attention flits briefly to a blond head sticking to the far wall as she leans properly back into standing on her own two feet. "I'll-- find Uncle Elliot, then. After-- After I talk to Jake."