'Yeah, I'll forget.'

He'll be bloody glad to.

'But I don' know about when I'm here. An' I don' know how much it'll change out there, either. None of this has happened before. Not on this scale.'

He really doesn't have any answers. He's almost as clueless as she is.

'I won' forget you were there, or anythin' like that. You'll probably have transferred out or, if I'm feeling tough on myself, run off with a posh twat.'