[She keeps her eyes on the latte foam. She'd been doodling during her... monologue? Now she tries to make a leaf, drawing with a thin straw. Her voice is quiet.]

It's always going to be weird, though, isn't it? I mean, you two loved each other. A part of you will always love her and vice versa. [And Sharon feels like an interloper. A replacement. And Peggy has left some very large shoes to fill.] And I'm her niece. So... I don't know. But if we're going to- to pursue this, we're going to have to deal with that eventually.