"Then why were you... him... you... avoiding me?" she asked. She bit her lip. "I mean... I had to have done something really terrible for him not to want to talk to me. I know it's not just that I might learn what comes later. I mean, blimey, if it's so bad, maybe if I learn what happened, I can change it. We've seen time being rewritten, you and me. We can make it better."

She turned away, because if he looked her in the eye like that, she might cry, and she wasn't going to cry, dammit.

"I mean, he's said he's going to stop avoiding me. And I trust him... you. I trust you. So I think he means it. But that doesn't mean it'll happen, you know?"