“The Suchi you knew evaporated decades ago,” Suchi interrupted, slamming the mugs down on the table and setting her eyes steely upon him. Her voice vibrated and swelled in a rush. “She was silly and frivolous, and she was killed off in the war, just like everyone else. What took her place is the Suchi sitting before you now, and I survived by not looking backward. So stop trying to revive the dead. You won’t find what you’re looking for here.”
