Skater thought about that, feeling the nameless void inside that had been there since he’d read the elven decker’s letter. For three years, the team had been all he really had. There’d also been Larisa, for a time, but at the center of everything it had been the team. Even when he didn’t admit it to himself. Now Archangel was gone, and perhaps things would never be the same again. "Maybe if I left a message for her."