[ Mercy is practically beaming. She does sound nice, and she's so glad. Mostly, she's glad because even if she can't remember, Royce and Alfie do. And Mercy thinks they deserve nice memories. ]

I love her, too. Even though she isn't here and I don't remember her very much, I do. [ Mercy pushes her hair out of her face. ] I'm glad she was nice.

[ A beat, and then, hesitantly: ] Do you think she's watching us?