I think about Pyrrha Dve and I want to scream a little. Imagine, being eaten by your best friend and then living in the back of his mind and in his body for thousands of years, during which you meet a beautiful woman hellbent on your destruction and let yourself fall in love, in fact you’re ready to raise her daughter if she’d ask you to, and she just up and dies. Then fast forward to ntn, you finally get the domestic bliss you’ve been waiting for in the form of nona (a different person in the body that you spent a year watching your best friend try to kill) and camilla (another one of devotion’s casualties) and palamedes. And you make breakfast for them, and you do nona’s hair and walk to work with them and look for radio stations with music on them because nona likes them. But slowly you can see camilla, a woman you don’t quite love but could see yourself loving in the future, get more and more lost in palamedes, losing herself to her necromancer . And you see them both fall victim to the total loss of self and codependancy that you saw so many of your old friends fall too, and you lose them both. Now they’re a stranger in a body you recognise. And then Gideon, the child of the woman you loved, the child you mightve raised in another universe, being the saddest girl in the world and a reanimated corpse, a puppet for the empire that killed her (and yeah, you guessed it! She died for her necromancer). And then, just when you think it can’t get any worse, there goes Nona. Nona, who loved being alive and loved to love things, literally dies in your arms, and is now in the unrecognisable body of someone who is the pinnacle of cavaliers being mistreated. They’re all gone, but Pyrrha is still there, right where they left her. She remembers everything, she remembers that she was happy, if only for 6 months.