I don't know! It's ..it's all fragments in my head. [And it's draining, really it is. Trying to keep her memories and whatever bits and pieces of his that she took away from each other is draining.]

I don't get ta choose which memories I take. Whatever you were thinking or whatever you were feeling, I can feel that now.

[She takes in another deep breath, focusing her mind on breathing in and out in slow, controlled, breaths. Maybe she can try standing up again.]