[She winces at that, looking at him with such pain for what he's been through.]

I'm so sorry. That's... it's horrific, and I'm sorry.

[She shakes her head.]

Technically I never did. Misty did. I'm, best I can tell, I'm made of her memories. So I remember before Hell only, then I was part of the house and didn't go.

[Which still confuses her but she just knows she has a life to live now.

Oh but she flinches at that, covering her mouth with both hands as her eyes sheen with tears that can never fall.]

Oh, you poor, sweet thing. I'm so sorry.