Serena Pemberton

"It's very nice to meet you both," Edith says, finding that she means it. The baby is a darling little thing, even if she still can't help the vague thoughts that cross her mind about the life she once would have had. Most conventions, she's never been particularly interested in trying to follow, but some things simply seemed to speak for themselves, too. She can't say she's sorry that her life here is so different from what she expected, but that doesn't make it any less strange to consider sometimes. "Are you from here, or somewhere else?"