Kennedy let out a long breath and relaxed just a tiny bit against her. "Okay," she said then, again, a little more firmly, "Okay. That's where they should be, anyway. Who wouldn't want to look at you?"

...some things didn't actually change, although the part where Kennedy was firmly convinced that someone better would come along and take Tara away any second now, and it was just a matter of when that happened? That had to do with drastic weather pattern shifts in hell.