No, I don't think we are. Just, the people. Maybe the place? It's weird, to do all this again. For this place to pretend like none of it ever happened.

[ He glances up at her now, steadying himself. He doesn't know if an apology is the right route here, and he doesn't know what to do. ]

If it does happen again, I'm not going to leave you. I'm not going to let that happen again.