I thought I could pick that bit apart? Seams or stitches but there are holes or I just don't know. I can't ask. [That's what stings, the way there won't be an answer, that it might go away one day or it'll be this way forever and she'll have to come to terms at last.]

I-- it felt cruel to talk to people about it. Then they don't get to forget it maybe. It'll be in their heads, but I can't forget it and since I was asked to go to Minrathous it's been worse.

[There's a pause, a space between heartbeats.]

Is it a good time to go for drinks?