"Crying seems like a relief," she answered quietly, staying close and letting Greta lean into her. "I cannot cry, but I think I've wanted to."

The truth was, she could cry. But the day that happened, the day she felt so moved that she came to tears, she would be too human to ever go back. It hadn't happened yet, despite her sadness and loneliness, but she feared that it would. If she did, would Greta hold her and stroke her hair?