//Good on her,// Jono agreed, nodding faintly. //Honestly... Even if all I ever see her as from here on in is Death, if I ever do see her again... it'd be hard to call her anything but Didi.//

He loved Didi. Still did, after all. He'd met Death, and she'd been so thoroughly Didi and so very much other besides, and even then, she'd been Didi, to him. Didi was gone, Didi was walking away, Didi wasn't his anymore.