Will you?

Gazing down at the picture, Thirteen runs her finger over the face as a small smile forms on her own. An ever-so-small sadness was still there. "She was so pretty."

Looking up at Ryder, tears glaze her eyes. "I've got to find him, Ryder. I know you're going ot tell me to move on too, but for me, I can't till I know. Will you help me?"