She's amused by his reaction to that, and her smile deepens a bit. "You sure didn't want to take credit at the time," she says. "'Secret admirer.' Right." Church would always be the one who admired her most, and she enjoyed that fact (most of the time).

But she can tell his reaction to her amusement is tempered by something, some thought he's having, and her smile fades. She flattens her hand where it rests at his waist, to hold on to him better.

"Does this bother you?" she asks. She hadn't really intended to just blurt out these events, but she also hadn't known what to do with the fact that he didn't remember them, and even though sharing emotional things wasn't her forte, it had seemed to be the thing he would need. But perhaps that idea had been misguided.