London received them with rain.
Not heavy—the particular London drizzle that arrived without announcement and departed the same way, leaving surfaces wet and air sharp. Rama and Sekar walked from the transport to the Thames embankment under umbrellas that the liaison office had provided, practical detail that somehow made the visit feel more real rather than less.
412,000 names in brass along the embankment wall. The brass had developed patina across six years—not neglect, weather doing what weather did to exposed metal, giving the names a quality that felt different from the bright engraving of Year 1. Time was visible in the memorial itself, which seemed right.
Elizabeth Hartley was at the third panel from the north entrance.
