She's nodding when he says it, because of course she understands. She'd never ask him to give it up, not even for her.

She lets him take her hand, still not looking up at him. The idea of losing him all over again is enough to almost take her legs away.

'You said you'd ask. About -- a thing.' He seemed to know what to do, and she's completely at sea over this. She's lost her home all over again, and has to reinvent herself anew.

'I don't want you to forget me.' The words drag a ragged sob up from somewhere deep in her chest.