There's the trouble with a perceptive temple. Ginia lets Kimi lead her toward the cake table and even leans a bit into him, but is still at a loss at what to say. The determination to not make more of a scene at the wedding is what keeps her together, but there's no stopping the churn of self-judgment.

"Dance with me after cake?" Ginia finally signs. There's no point pretending she's fine, not when she knows he can tell, but it's nothing she wants to talk about unprompted either. The moment is still salvageable though.