[ She stays where she is, and looks at the light, and misses the weight of his head when he leaves. Feels a bit as if she has fallen here, as she had seen the echo of Madame de Cedoux fall, and that she cannot move because she is broken, it's just her body doesn't know it yet.

She folds her hands and rests them in the space he'd left. ]

I do not want to be afraid.

But I am.

[ She closes her eyes. ]

Maybe I am afraid because I am the one who comes to you. Lay my body bare, or my heart, and put myself in your space where you cannot ignore me. I did it then, and now... now I feel as if I pursued you to exhaustion and you... gave up and let me have you.

[ A breath, because she wants to know the answer to what she is asking, and because she does not. ]

Which of you began it. Your affair with Bastien, before we were together again. Did he come to you, or you to him, or did it simply happen to the both of you at once.