[ There's surprise in her face when he starts, but if anything is surprising about what he says, it's only that he's realized it so fast. That he's the one to bring it up.

It doesn't keep her from flinching away from the worst of it, though. I'll resent you. It's not like he's wrong.

With nowhere else for her hands to go, one clutches the other arm at the elbow; as she talks, the other follows suit, folding into a show cross. ]

Yeah. That's... I... I think you're right. I mean, I never thought you abandoned me. [ Not like so many others. Not like people who cut their distance, or forgot her face, or were blind to get existence. But she shakes her head, moving on before he can secure. ] But, a lot is distant. I'm... different, now. Than I used to be.

... I don't know, how much of the me you knew back then is left. ... I don't know if I feel like the same person.