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Elfie seemed to be displeased with this news about his genetics, but he didn't pursue the topic further. Instead, he pivoted the conversation a bit drastically. Finley felt her heart wilt with sympathy and remorse as she watched her grandson. He had clearly been affected by his mother's death, but his reaction to it was about as different from his sister's as was possible. Her heart broke for them both, that they would have to grow up without Wildfire in their lives. But where Weejay was focused on mourning the one who was gone, Elfie seemed to be mourning those who were still there that had changed so dramatically from what he had known.

"Well buddy, that's kind of a difficult thing to understand," Fin told him, settling down onto her haunches, "The truth is we're all going to be sad about what happened to your mom forever. When you love someone like we all loved your mom, you don't ever get over losing them. But getting over it isn't what we need to do, because getting over it means she wasn't important when she really, really was. What we need to do is accept what happened and learn how to keep going. Your sister is just having a hard time learning how to accept it. So while I won't lie to you and say that someday, she isn't going to be sad about your mom having to go away, I can promise you that she will want to play with you again. She just needs time and for all of us to be patient for her and keep reminding her that we love her and that we're here for her, just like we love you and we're here for you too. Does that make sense?"