Who do I talk to?
She's a tall woman, with a strong-boned, serious face. Clad in a black outfit that looks like some sort of uniform, she stands at a loose parade rest as she waits for one other person to finish asking their question.
Then she lifts her chin slightly. "Say you've married a man from another world. You knew when you did it that he was dying. Then, recently, things have happened and now it looks like he won't have as long as it was thought he would. Now you would benefit from someone to talk to, but your parents don't know he exists, and the rest of his people don't know he's dying.
So who would you talk to?"
Then she lifts her chin slightly. "Say you've married a man from another world. You knew when you did it that he was dying. Then, recently, things have happened and now it looks like he won't have as long as it was thought he would. Now you would benefit from someone to talk to, but your parents don't know he exists, and the rest of his people don't know he's dying.
So who would you talk to?"