Thea's eyes were red from crying since the dam had finally broken in the days pre funeral. But now she had changed from the black dress to jeans and Matt's blue hoodie, the smell of his aftershave on the collar calming her. "I can't stay here, too many memories." she whispered through a raw throat,"So coming to NYC for a bit still on the table?" hoping she could simply run away and mourn in peace (and hide in her second home aka Matt's apartment). "Also made an appointment to speak with Father Lantom when we get back. You're right about sometimes needing a 3rd party." since she had made the occasional visit over the months post brain fog lifting.

She had also made the needed and heartbreaking calls to Foggy and Karen plus the Defenders,"I'm more surprised anyone could understand me given how close to tears I was." as she curled into Matt's warmth and let the mint aftershave envelope her.