Estelle remembered Lucca's mother -- Mrs. Ashtear, she always called her -- and the fact that she had been maimed. She never asked how, but it seemed rude. The wrong thing to ask. She stares at the contraption, her eyes widening, as the conveyor belt drags her towards that gruesome fate.

"I'm sorry, Lucca," she answers, quietly. "That's... that's a tough thing to have to live with."

After a moment more, she asks: "How old were you?" she asks. She didn't know Lara Ashtear when she could walk. It must have been after they met; it meant that Lucca must have been young.