She had thought for a moment that she could have tricked him. Claimed, "Oh, younger you told me to ask you; it's too fresh for him to say, but maybe you can bring yourself to tell me."

But there it is. That coldness. That... sadness.

Whatever she'd done, she'd broken his heart. She's certain of that now. No matter what her Doctor had said. She'd clearly betrayed him deeply.

She couldn't betray him again.

She bit her lip. "I'm sorry. I... shouldn't have asked." She paused, and debated saying anything further. But she didn't want things to be left unsaid between them. "I just hope that maybe, this time, since time might get changed, maybe I don't have to do whatever I did to so hurt you. But... Doctor, I'm... so, so sorry for whatever it was. Or will be."