Rook winced, as she'd been doing her best to keep that mental image well and truly locked away. She hadn't succeeded, of course, but she'd tried. Since Neve wasn't here to be a big sister, Rook was more than willing to step in and place a comforting hand on Bellara's shoulder in her stead. "We will, Bellara. We'll figure it out. It's what we do. Well," she added with a soft sound of amusement. "It's what you do. Calming angry spirits and temperamental artifacts was never my strong suit."