She wanted to say Nothin', just to be difficult and petty, but she was tired, and he was so close.

"She didn't like me much the first time we met, 'n the second time was- she was sick, in a coma. You went lookin' for some people who had a way t'help her, 'n I stayed behind t'make sure she was safe. 'n Ah... My gloves were off 'n she reached out, some kinda reflex t'me tugging the sheets a little closer around her, 'n she grabbed my hand."

It sounded so close to the truth she could almost have made herself believe that was all of it.

"When you came back 'n she woke up, she didn't know who you were. Who anyone was. I'd wiped her clean."