[She wants to do something, to thank him, but also to apologize. It feels like she's passed off a burden. That now she can safely forget, pretend it didn't happen, sweep it under the rug, but he has to remember. Like she has forced him into possession of a terrible secret she no longer wants to keep.
She picks at her fingernails for a few seconds before continuing.]
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[She wants to do something, to thank him, but also to apologize. It feels like she's passed off a burden. That now she can safely forget, pretend it didn't happen, sweep it under the rug, but he has to remember. Like she has forced him into possession of a terrible secret she no longer wants to keep.
She picks at her fingernails for a few seconds before continuing.]
What was he like, for you? Do you remember?