Cameron shrugs it off, giving him an odd glance before lapsing into silence. She hasn't needed to talk about it in years. But she can't shake the sense that it might help; that maybe the things she can't say are hidden just past the things she doesn't. Maybe there wouldn't have been so much hurt between them if she could have made herself comprehensible. But it's too late to change that.

"It can't last forever." Probably. It's difficult to feel hopeful under the circumstances, having drugged a colleague to keep him from going insane if he isn't already.