They'd talked about the loss, and Aerith can certainly relate. There's another thing, funnily enough, that's familiar about all this, though.

"Did I tell you? I...did something like this recently. With the lanterns." Aerith is there, of course, at Yelena's invitation. She wouldn't miss it for the world. As she stands next to the other woman now, she offers a little smile that she hopes is more encouraging than anything. That says 'I'm here.'

"It was kinda a local tradition. Releasing them in honor of those we've lost..."

And, in having been given a platform to speak, she'd been able to work out some stuff for herself, too. About her role as the last Ancient, and...the things she's grateful for.

"This is gonna be perfect, Yelena." Unless she shies away, Yelena will get a squeeze on her forearm: affirming. "Wherever she is, I know she'll feel it."