Maketh cracks a weak smile. "I'm meant to be apologizing. I'm afraid I'm not doing it very well."

For her behavior in the bar, for the way she snapped at Lilith and tried to give her orders. That's not what their friendship is. And it is a friendship, Maketh thinks. She hasn't had one of those for a long time. First Henry and now...

"You are my friend," she says after a moment. "I just, uh...don't think I'm well. Right now."