Pinion's agent rings her up. "Hey. I know it's still early days, and if you want to take more time for yourself just say the word. But things are looking pretty bad in San Diego right now - the US president just declared a state of emergency - and one of the dungeon breaks down there is one where you could be a big help. There're some espers who are expected to be down there who I think might have decent compatibility with you, so I think we can make it work, if you want to try. What do you think?"
She's... not sure. She's run dungeons and containment without Connor, of course, but he was still there, for after. Except for the one time.
Honestly, for all the years of experience she has in the field, she's hardly ever gotten guiding from someone else. She's practically a newbie at negotiating guiding relationships, and on top of that she's probably got a whole bunch of emotional land mines about it that she doesn't even know about yet. But she's done with all the paperwork she can do for now, and it won't really make sense to hold the funeral until after the confluence is over, and sitting around crying hasn't been doing her or anyone else any good.
She takes a deep breath, and lets it out.
"I'm willing to try it. I should probably take reduced hours, at first, at least until I find a consistent guiding arrangement I feel comfortable with. But I want to help. How do we get me down there?"