A tiny frown creased Mor's bottom lip. "I love you," she pointed out. That didn't mean that Dru's father had never loved her, but Mor loved her without controlling her, without trying to dictate what she did with her life. Mor's father loved her without much control, and while Mor understood that that was wrapped up in guilt, it was still much better than what Dru's father did.

"I can take the love he had for you," she said quietly, "And give it back."