Maven nodded, "That is true. Sometimes you need to feel, but other times a distraction works better."

Unless all you ever do is distract yourself, the accusatory voice in the back of her head continued to needle her. Anything to chase away the sadness, to focus on anyone else's problems except your own.

Maven cleared her throat a little to hide a wince. This isn't about her! Focus!

Changing the subject, she focused her attention back on the Socialite, "By the way, where is Tularemia?"