[ They aren't good, great, or healthy, but Vira doesn't look ashamed of them. She doesn't seem to mind that Medb gets to see.

If anything, she just regrets that she can't remember what they're for, her hand stiff and tense beneath Medb's. She accepts her feelings and mistakes, but to lose the source of all her desperate, frenetic love?

It leaves her feeling empty. Maybe that's why she's been so affected, lately. ]

That's a generous way to put it. But... thank you. I am not ashamed of who I am, even if that person is not admirable, or gentle, or kind.

[ She smiles, largely insincere, though the hesitation in how she tentatively puts her other hand atop Medb's seems more genuine. ]

And it is the same for knowing you. [ Medb is not a good person, but she does not regret meeting her. ]