More than anything

She doesn't know what sort of response she was expecting. Others have offered sympathy and dismay, and the former, at least, seems rather unlikely. She knows Amalthea wouldn't think of endings the same way a human would.

But the quiet refutation throws her, and she blinks up at Amalthea in astonishment. "I... what?" she blurts out, brow furrowing. There's a faint trace of indignation in her tone -- as if Amalthea might be trying to undermine the perfectly justified sulk Greta's earned -- but there's hope there, too, desperate and dubious. Jesse hadn't lied to her, but she doesn't think Amalthea would, either. Can a unicorn lie? It doesn't really seem like their purview.