No one really has except, well. The buzz around that is probably louder than she cares to admit. She's forced herself to keep away because of draining at first and then... shame, anger, the feeling of guilt. She hadn't been a good friend to anyone these last few weeks. She gives a weary smile when she sees the taller red head and walks over, fighting the impulsive desire despite her mute exhaustion and silent crashing to hug Sophie.

"That makes one of us. I... don't think she was ready for this." Sandy smiles, or tries to, a Diamond may know better though, "I'm sure I can find someone but... I don't know if anyone knows?"