I would. [ It's a very easy thing to admit. It was never a good feeling when something bad happened to your friends, and knowing there was a wealth of memories hidden somewhere inside of her that she hadn't been able to access... it had been frustrating, to say the least.

And scary. Just recalling that confusing, fathomless emptiness, and the brief glimpses of hurt on her friends' faces-- it's enough to make a shudder run down from her shoulders to the tips of her toes. No, she definitely doesn't want to relive that again. ]

I think I'd panic more than you did, though. And I'd never want you to have to... lose something like that, anyway. It really is as scary as losing somebody.

[ And she'd told him before, hadn't she? That losing people frightened her more than anything. ]