When Sisse had been upset when she had been home and her mother had been alive her mother would sit there and listen. She hadn't chatted to fill the air, instead she had just let Sisse find the words for herself. Sometimes it led Sisse to realize exactly what the issue was when it wasn't what she had been saying. She'd missed that in the past year. Now, she did her best to channel her mother for Sloane, letting her speak until she found the heart of the issue, without interjecting.

However, Sisse wasn't an uninterested bystander. She had been one of those friendships Sloane felt had been ruined. Her relationship with Cam was more cursory than anything else and with Sloane they'd found a way to patch things but hadn't been as close since the whole debacle. Her hand found Sloane's and she gave it a small squeeze ready to say something. But then Sloane found the reason.

"Oh Sloane." Sisse sighed, withdrawing her hand so she could adjust and hug Sloane. Then she quietly summoned the best advice someone could who only have heard and read stories and not experienced it for herself, "I think you would know it if you were in love."