She's quiet for a little while after he tells her they can drop the subject of her ex, even after he speaks more about his own unfortunate friendship. It's only a few seconds of silence, all told, but it feels like an ice age to her. It's her fault that this conversation has turned into an exchange of awkward apologies. She should have kept her own problems to herself.

And yet...

"When, um... when I first met you, you reminded me of him. Because of the blood. It's what he looked like, after he..." she swallows hard before continuing. "The next time I saw him was when he was escorting me out of the detention center, and you know what's funny? All those things you said, what you would say if you were him, that's what I wanted to say. To Caspar. That I didn't blame him for what happened. That I was glad that he was alive again."

She looks up at Freddy, her eyes filled with regret. "But I didn't. I asked him if he knew if Caspar had resurrected because I was too scared to say what I really wanted to. And maybe that wouldn't have made a difference for him, but at least my conscience would have been clear."

It's another moment before she asks gently, "Is that why you came clean with your friend?" She thinks that's rather brave of him, despite it being a foolish thing to do from both a professional and survivalist perspective. "It must have been such a difficult secret to keep."