[ She's back to staring at the wall of their room, staring out at nothing. And there isn't as much shame or regret in her expression as there should be, a conflicted look in her eyes before she blinks over at Harrow. ]

I do.

[ She lets out a humorless puff of laughter. ]

The fact that I could even forget her... [ Awful. It's awful of her. ] In any case—as you can see, I've taken some extreme measures in the past. I would bet that almost everyone here has.