Blue feels like she's been punched in the gut, somehow, even though this isn't her memory, it's nothing she could imagine having experienced. It doesn't feel like she deserves to feel clawed into. But that can't override empathy -- something that, after being the normal one living with psychics, with someone who could literally access memories via touch, she always finds herself a little surprised to realize she has a lot of. Usually by being overwhelmed.

She lets out a little huffed breath, and her eyes go wide as she realizes where the story is going.

"I do too," Blue nods, voice icy, then slows down. "Gorman -- one of the cops, I guess?"