"You're a rabbi?" Darcy asks altogether too quickly, because good God she's gone more than six months without speaking to any sort of religious leader and it's been terrible. Nobody's asked her what she thinks of God in so long.

Still, it's a better reaction than most have, and she's not going to call Lyubov out for trying to stay strong through it.

"The you that's back home doesn't know, no. From what I've heard it's like... do you have photography in your world?"