It takes her a while to process his words, for them to go through her skull and into her mind. Other people—? Im Jaehee is dead, how can she think of other people—

No. No. He, he's right. And he saved her life, by the looks of it—he's so small, she didn't know there were children this small on any of the ships. And he's all alone, or maybe he wasn't, but...

...what happened to this boy, to make him so, so... stoic. Calm. Cold.

She leans forward and shivers, because of the cold of the desert night without her blanket and because of her fever and because Im Jaehee is dead and she can't, can't picture a world without him...

"Im Jaehee," she says, and it's the last time in her life she ever says his name.

Zash's food and water sit untouched when Luida next visits him.