[She has been wondering who it was he had been talking to during the heist, but it hadn't been her place to ask. All of it makes sense now, with the way he reacted. She remembers feeling as though she was eavesdropping on an intimate moment.]
I'm sorry.
[And she does mean that, having gone through loss of her own more times than she cares to count. Was that his reason for being here? To try and bring her back? Those are questions she wants to ask but thinks better of it. It's not her business anyway, and people here didn't seem to openly talk about their regrets in general.
She could talk about how she relates to that on a personal level, but the idea of opening up to him now makes her uncomfortable. Instead she just lifts her glass to take a sip of water, no longer making eye contact with him.]
no subject
I'm sorry.
[And she does mean that, having gone through loss of her own more times than she cares to count. Was that his reason for being here? To try and bring her back? Those are questions she wants to ask but thinks better of it. It's not her business anyway, and people here didn't seem to openly talk about their regrets in general.
She could talk about how she relates to that on a personal level, but the idea of opening up to him now makes her uncomfortable. Instead she just lifts her glass to take a sip of water, no longer making eye contact with him.]