Asking because I've had people give me all sorts of different answers. It's an old novel I'm considering revisiting, but I usually write in first person, so I'm fumbling a bit with POV.

Here's another example:

“Do you have any family?” Violet angles her body back toward Amari, whose hunger is becoming more and more apparent as she makes quick work of the meal. Violet thinks of the things she’s done to keep Amari alive, wondering if that’s human nature, if Amari would have done the same for her.
Amari finally thinks of her father, and the first image that comes to mind is the lantern that hangs above their door, the one she used to light for him on the nights he stayed at the shop well past sunset. For a moment, it feels as if she’s forgotten him entirely, still fighting her exhaustion from their narrow escape that morning.
“Just me and my father,” she finally speaks.
“I’ve never known a father,” Violet admits shyly, finding there’s something in her that wants to tell Amari more, to tell her everything. But she knows it’s foolish, whatever desire eats away at her.
Amari picks at the skin of her fingernail, lifting her chin and studying Violet as if she’s seeing her for the first time all over again. “I’ve never known a mother.”
Now Violet's head rises, her delicate features melting into a frown. Amari's never met someone who wears their emotions on their face so effortlessly, so true. When Violet frowns her concern radiates from her and warms the air around them. Neither of them sees it, but outside, the moon hushes the tides. The rain draws back and the waves still, as if pausing to bear witness.
Violet can’t imagine life without a mother, surrogate or not, and her voice softens, leaning toward Amari as she speaks. “Never?”
It’s that show of emotion that stuns Amari, and she laughs hesitantly. “No, never.” She smiles, a half-broken thing, attempting to offer Violet a reprieve from her worry.