A handful of words explain most of ten thousand years. The conflicting emotions she'd feel if Gideon were here reflect themselves in a mirror darkly for Alecto. The joy of seeing her mixes with the undercurrent that Trench probably hurts as much to be in as the First House. It's so good for everyone else, she thinks, except for Alecto. John's relief and calm measured through his body (through that... Trench).

With all the call outs, all the other people, Pyrrha knows more than she did. It changes everything and nothing. "You are Alecto," Pyrrha says, "He ate you, but not all the way. You were too much for him to eat. You love him. He loves you. I love you. I've missed you horribly."

She smiles at Alecto, "You are the home I lost, a survivor like me, and my friend." Pyrrha folds herself around Alecto, not to control her or restrict her, but out of love and lack of fear.