Lonely. That's the word you're looking for, I think. Even when you aren't alone at all, and even if there are things right in front of you that make you really happy...if there are people you like who are missing, it is still possible to be lonely.

[That's how it is for him, anyway. Break's own loneliness is something that permeates him in a way he's never going to be able to shake, and that's just how it is. Time eases things, but there's not a day that goes by that he doesn't think one of his closest knight friends at Sinclair would be almost reverent about this particular whiskey, or look at his favorite teacup and note that it's close to the pattern Shelly loved best but not quite right. He can sit in a group of people and laugh and enjoy himself and it will be completely genuine, and he will still wish Sharon was at his side to enjoy things, too.

It's in his bones, at this point.]