She settles next to him, legs folded underneath her, and fidgets. Grabs the blanket folded at the head of the bed, unfolds it, tugs at the edge...

"I... Daozhang, I didn't run away when you told me to. I didn't-- I saw..."

She looks at his throat again, proof that he can only be from one moment, and slumps until her forehead is pressed against his shoulder. "Sorry, I'm sorry..."