It's heart-wrenching, to hear Kenzie driven to begging. Her words tear themselves raw and bloody from her throat, the enormity of her Ahroun Rage turned inward.

And god-fucking-damn the Garou Nation for putting no time or energy in figuring out how to handle her people when they get like this!

"I'm sorry that you're in so much pain," Stacia says, cupping Kenzie's jaw in her hands and pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Nobody should have to go through what you're going through."

She pauses, struggling for words, for ideas. What would happen if she snapped Kenzie's neck here in the memory? Would it be a symbolic death, or would it leave her brain-dead outside? She'd been able to use Open Seal on the door in that vision of Wash's future, but she can't think of how she'd use any of her Gifts to help Kenzie here and now.

But there's no time to think, and Stacia is a Ragabash, so she does what she's supposed to and what Kenzie has to listen to from her:

"How deep does the pain go?"