Might not sorry be its fault. [It's not David, and she knows it. David is...he's gone, he's wherever he went, and this is something else. (She has to believe she'd recognize it, if it were him.) But having known him...she can't blame it, whatever it is. Not without seeing how it thinks.] It might just be hurt. No, pardon--
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Yes. Yes. I know.
[But that's not that important.]